http://slow.writerscafe.org/ripplesandwater The original writings of author Christopher Ross Livingstone en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775957679 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Gifts of Christmas By Christopher Ross Livingstone Here we are It's hard not to notice Callenders echoes Christmans BellsFeeling and senses taking in the festiveWalking through these streets Stress upon the footfallShops swarming with pursuits  Purchacing perfect g.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ripplesandwater/2836738/ Family By Christopher Ross Livingstone  Life changed beyond all measure And not that long agoIn October 2021A loss such as yoursPierced my feeling heartBecause this change I wasn’t ready forHow could I be?When Mum's nurturing heart Su.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ripplesandwater/2834720/ By Christopher RossLivingstone  Here I amNovember, The halfway point Being the last chapter of 2022The turning pages It isn't as it should beOr should it be? Whispering and whipping breezesEnergies and memories This.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ripplesandwater/2833399/ Deficits And Gifts By Christopher Ross Livingstone  There I am In the mirror Upon it I gaze My eyes witnessSurrendering into thyselfReflections soulHow could I not see it before? That's lifeFull of lived experienc.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ripplesandwater/2833137/ Waves By Christopher Ross Livingstone  Grieving in a realm A voyage without measure Upon the greatest lossBonds of mother and sonTorn apart when you slipped from this lifeCast adrift at seaAlone in vastness of the great sea herselfWhat waters l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ripplesandwater/2832643/ Mum By Christopher Ross Livingstone (reflection from the 18/10/2022)Mum By Christopher Ross Livingstone (reflectionfrom the 18/10/2022) Beneath the Blue sky Strolling by in reflectionWhat's unspokensings in my heart Over the earthTo the Moon and back&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ripplesandwater/2831406/ Blockages and Denial By Christopher RossLivingstone  On the morning of Monday the 18th of October 2021,I received a text from my older brother The hospital had called him Mum didn't have long leftThis was the day when life changedOn an instant I .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ripplesandwater/2831234/ Letting It Go By Chrsitopher Ross Livingstone  More than a week since has passed September gave way to October.Feeling the air as the chapters turnedHere I am in sensation Feeling on as I am in reflectionCalling back Sensitive to days gone pas.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ripplesandwater/2830922/ Letting go in a process of grief http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ripplesandwater/2830504/ Belonging By Christopher RossLivingstone   Belonging is a longing Salvation on a sanctuaryUpon the day of your passingSomething profoundly changedHome felt forever no more on the cusp of a turning chapter Bonding of the cord .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ripplesandwater/2829571/ Over the Water By Christopher Ross Livingstone Since you passed on over,reflection over the waters have made me think of youRipples and reflections over a shared conversationIt was only over the phone Technology connecting usTriggering experiences in emotional tidesOnly to be in heart leng.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ripplesandwater/2829194/ Captured By Christopher Ross LivingstoneMoments are captured memorieslike a moment captured by the lens of a snapshot. But can be forgotten by the heart,because we're not present to experiencesCapturing a shared soulBonded Mother and Son momentsThese times are etched forever upon a pulseConvers.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ripplesandwater/2829134/ Autumn By Christopher Ross Livingstone Here we are,another passage of timeShows up on the leaves.Mother nature's telling us something,do we listen of those internal whisper?Equinox and her Moon is rising Days become dim.Night time speaks of heat and restLeaves fallingFall in fallletting go.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ripplesandwater/2829033/ Colours in the Fall ByChristopher Ross Livingstone  What to say on this day? Observing softlyI see that September's song isset to on a cuspOctober is coming.Colours observed in the Trees.Reds and orangesAutumn feelsThe transition before the fall.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ripplesandwater/2828841/ Caught In A Trap Bt Christopher Ross Livingstone Contemplation is sitting on the consideration curve of this year Towards that point.Endings are due to come to pass. Upon a moment reflection takes me to pause and sitHealy hearts are caught in a trap.Reverted back to type through perso.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ripplesandwater/2828725/ Peace Be Unto You By Christopher RossLivingstone  In an instant.Irreversible and immeasurable change, you left to fall unto your sleep.On this Only eleven months ago,These things can't be undone  Mum,Your endeavour was power of love/.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ripplesandwater/2828625/ September In Pages By Christopher Ross Livingstone Sitting in here to check in,whispers tell me I am not done.Echoes eminate from my mother's own heart,passed on unto me.September and her song will pass us bysinging tunes of from the sun and salutations.I've been seeking Grace in solace an.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ripplesandwater/2828540/ Love By Christopher Ross Livingstone I know love such as yours knew no boundsAs you look on from above,my heart promises to you and love as you didI find myself in transition now as I begin to feel and heal.In that promise I'll make no conditions upon lovving myself  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ripplesandwater/2828449/ From Above By Christopher Ross Livingstone I've been captured. In a moment,frozen in that snapshot My heart left sinking as I stood in stillnessAlthoigh feeling all the same,Through inescapable numbness.In that stillness,a moment never forgotten.How could I ever?When your meaning to m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ripplesandwater/2828446/ Scatter By Christopher Ross Livingstone Time I felt stood stiil.Upon the cliff edge in sight I saw the vast sea.This was six months on from the day you let go.I felt within like time and space was held in an instant. I knew I was pursuing a shoreline towards healing,from a space that felt .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ripplesandwater/2827618/ Let it in By Christopher Ross Livingstone Here I sit in solitude people watching on this wet September day,in a cafe I hear the chatter but I've succumb unto a reflective heart.Beating out the pulse my pen capture's my heartAs I write I flow and feel to say how I feel In a flood of memorie.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ripplesandwater/2827386/ September's Song By Christopher Ross Livingstone Marking this pasages in these chaptersSeptember this time round is one in solace and solitudeReflections on the year that is due to come to pass, it's a note on Septembers song. Memories of lost voices harken back to those days lostI si.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ripplesandwater/2827276/ September By Christopher Ross Livingstone As I saunter,drifting but observing.The busrt of that September sun,knowing that we're on the cusp of seasons and chenges.Oh, my heart feels this year in may waysThe strings have played the harps of pain, and in turn the healing has begun.Saunterin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ripplesandwater/2827170/ Sands Of Time By Christopher Ross Livingstone Walking along the shoreline,the ocean's water vast and greta invite to take solitude.Heart echoes the love I havefootprints in the sand are washed out to sea.Memories I have of you ripples in and out,just like the waves and the shore of the greatnes.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ripplesandwater/2825923/ Where I belong By Christopher Ross Livingstone I am rewrinting this poem Where I belong For too long left me with many questions Rather than answers  Over timeChildhood was about moving from pillar to postNo time to settleExperiences were turbulent and chaotic Argu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ripplesandwater/2825491/ Ebbs and flow By Christopher Ross Livingsotne The lived experience can fall so hard!Those teachings and lessons follow on,but do we surrender into them?It's the ebbs and flow of life, the great experience is vast.Emotional turbulance shuuders,your heart cast into limbo but be in no doubt,t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ripplesandwater/2825440/ Power By Christopher Ross Livingstone Power isn't seen, nor is it felt, but it is there.You have it, I have itWe all do.Unknowingly we often use itBut the question is how do we use it? Power can be percieved, misconstrcuted and overusedIt can be hidden,and in that mystery we.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ripplesandwater/2825107/ Calling me to nature By Christopher Ross Livingstone Sensations are calling, walking as I experience the day by day.Something is telling me a change is coing. The sun flickering through the trees and the leaves,flickering light and making realisations, I come to see the seasons a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ripplesandwater/2824892/ Lost By Christopher Ross Livingstone Like a sweeping force, loss takes to your gut.A loss of your maternal,changes everyting. I have been drifting. between, and in and out of the stages in grief.Swelling through the heart as she beats,and in times of doubt I've felt lost.In a wor.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ripplesandwater/2824420/ Sun and moon By Christopher Ross Livingstone To the moon and back, a mother's love had no conditions.The sun and the moon,a story often never told.I feel the echo in the seasons, mother nature and her touch.Each and every day, turning over through the sun and the moon.Forty three.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ripplesandwater/2823639/ Witness By Christopher Ross LivingstoneAs I wake, I bear witnesss a new day,like a new born burting with life.The experiences it can offer is not a promise,but a gift.The splendour to witness,stands us in a bountiful experience. The capacity to love, grow, and cnnect,gives to us wisdom as the n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ripplesandwater/2823469/ Echoes in the breeze By Christopher Ross LivingsotneSpring is back. Colours and bloom.But I still hear echoes from seasons past.Change is here Blooming natute at her best And I still hear echoes I am hereI walk on into seasnons newMum I feel your whipsers guiding me onWalking onM.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ripplesandwater/2814126/ Injustice of the Heart By Christopher Ross Livingstone Something yearning It has been callingThis beating would often go ignored I wasn't really listening Altough I heard my intuition Instead seduction and tempation lured me I fell into addictionIn addiction Maifes.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ripplesandwater/2812512/ Sensitivity By Christopher Ross Livingstone The moment I awoke into the world, A heart given a life by my maternal light  I soon discovered a sensitiveity within In these echoes of disciveries I felt an intuition Like a promise to myself that would guide me forward&nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ripplesandwater/2811704/ Since you left By Christopher Ross Livingstone Since you eft A sudden moment in timeA life taken so short The world felt so different Spaces and places Sensing and feelingShocki and swelling Grappling grief Taking me through the stages When you left The u.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ripplesandwater/2805247/ The Little Things By Christopher Ross LivingstoneEveryday The human lived experiencesAnd in the little things we take on without appreciationUntil they're gone Then we're left sensing the lossSpeachless and not knowing where to startBut everyday The little things were moment in timeLi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ripplesandwater/2801038/ Silence By Chritopher Ross Livingstone The turn of every season in the wise ages of each yearIn years of experience granted to me maturityThe realisation came after an anxious heartFluttering lhrough the waves of emotional motion I stand to stop and to take noticeWhat I crave is silence&nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ripplesandwater/2799269/ Belonging By Christopher Ross Livingstone Experience of loss or change cracks us wide open Not knowing where to start or to turnBecause shocks rocks the foundation at it's core We' were standing all so firm But from branch to leaf Until loss shudders the hearts and a ways of.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ripplesandwater/2798946/ Time By Christopher Ross Livingstone Time is here from cradle to the last moments we takeUntil then is forever takne for grantedTime is a gift and is in the graps of our handsWithout expectation and domination Take a pause to breathe and appreciate Be deep in the roots of it heart bef.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ripplesandwater/2797775/ In Regrets By Christopher Ross Livingstone The passage of time Like the great unknowing How longs is that piece of string?We can#t measure the time we have Life is a vast and wonderous but can leave you in regretsSo how did I not know?That these times wouldn't last.It's the reali.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ripplesandwater/2794240/ To the gentleman within By Christopher Ross Livingstone To the gentleman within I say this,Away with the,Outdates symbols Masculine strength Muscle and might Macho labelsFrom long ago.Serving us no purpose To the gentleman withinI ask,What the meaning?,To be a man?In th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ripplesandwater/2793879/ Where I belong By Christopher Ross Livingstone Where I belong For too long left me with many questions Rather than answers  Over timeChildhood was about moving from pillar to postNo time to settleExperiences were turbulent and chaotic Arguments to divorce Relations.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ripplesandwater/2793784/ Climate Seasonsal changes are whistling Can you hear it?Whispering through the wind andthe leaves Shedding the blossom of the summer to then rest for anew But the climate is calling us homeHome is the land we live in Seasons tells when to grow, reflect and restMother nature .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ripplesandwater/2793494/ Silence Tomorrow is never grated But life is a jounrey So people sayLike the path each of us take But walking in step side by side Deeper connected it takes us to the place we want to be Tomorrows footprints can't be a given But today they can be appreciated T.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ripplesandwater/2793324/ Precious gift Watching this tree shed its leaves is like a momentin timePrecious gifts we often take for grantedTime and all it can offer Witeness the moment Embracing the feel and the touch of a hand Weather patterns alomgside mother nature A Mothers eternal l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ripplesandwater/2793080/ BondFrom the very moment of birth It's a gift of lifeThe seeds of new life are sownIt's more than set in stone Materal insticts raisees an infant from craddle to blossomThe maternal helped me define my masculineFor too long I was seraching and seeking Until a motherly bond connected m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ripplesandwater/2792449/ I let you go By Christopher Ross Livingstone On a Sunday morningA day for reflecting Upon a time of meditatiom I've come see I've lived a lifeLived experiences from subjugation to liberation Like a life never kissed to one that is expressed I've travelled the pathsPaths within of the confinds of the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ripplesandwater/2789623/ We're all strangers, until By Christopher Ross Livingstone Watching on reflection The world turnsFrom day to nightPeople walking Street spaces are decotared with busy footfalCunsumerism outweighing connectionWe're all just strangers Strangers passing Opportunities lostWe're .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ripplesandwater/2789225/ Where I belong By Christopher Ross Livingstone Where I belong For too long left me with many questions Rather than answers  Over timeChildhood was about moving from pillar to postNo time to settleExperiences were turbulent and chaotic&nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ripplesandwater/2789153/ Power in silence Through the voyae of my own discovery I've uncovered my inner truthI'm naturally introverted But there's power in this Remain in your truth but speak from your heartAs it resonates a deeper intention I've grown in the space on reflecting Like looki.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ripplesandwater/2789138/