http://slow.writerscafe.org/JEFalcon The original writings of author JE Falcon en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775965633 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 A poem about a lost muse. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JEFalcon/2874714/ A lost love poem. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JEFalcon/2865708/ Somevisions lost to time, it seems,Weremade up of some childhood dreams,Thosedreams that find their way back homeWhenI'm down and quite alone.Thosedreams fill a mighty void,Acavern, vast, and still they last.Theyfill those places in the heart,Some.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JEFalcon/2862126/ A day in the life of many. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JEFalcon/2861432/ Flash Fiction, suspense with a touch of humor. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JEFalcon/2848120/ Flash Fiction http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JEFalcon/2846302/ A Fantasy Flash Fiction. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JEFalcon/2845082/ Theyears slip away,likeending a day,andwhen the sun setsno-onewill know.Yourdice were tossedatan unknown costforthe amount will be written onthe tag on your toe.Yes,you can speed up the processbycutting your losses.Buthell,whatfun would that be.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JEFalcon/2842686/ Looking at "The Allegory of the Cave" from a poetic angle and a today viewing. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JEFalcon/2840685/ An odd tale about justice served. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JEFalcon/2834584/ Inthe darkness shadows hideUnseenby misting eyes.Butwho might seek the softer side Ofphantoms and their cries?Thosethat drift to indigoAndfall into the Raven's wing,Theywrite sad songs of day gone byThatonly angels dare to sing.Tobe blind among t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JEFalcon/2834021/ Lyingon the gravestones are the flowersAndthe letters on the stones look the same.Thedates set low on those stony surfacesAndthe largest letters spell the person's name.AsI look across the grounds, I see flowers,Iknow that there are graves below them, there,Butall I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JEFalcon/2831496/ Intolost eyes she slithered lightlyIntodangerous waters she tiptoed inSeekingever seeking something knowingSomethingtelling, just around the bend.Beyondthe frantic heartbeats came the whispersHereyes, they filled with glistening tears.Beyondthe heavy breathing she i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JEFalcon/2831494/ A poem for the season. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JEFalcon/2831493/ Onthe road of lifeWerefoolish menEachwalked a foolish pathAtthe end of their roadsTheycame to findDevastationwas their aftermath.JE Falcon08-20-2022 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JEFalcon/2826130/ A Riddle me this read, in a series of Limericks. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JEFalcon/2825546/ A poem about our times. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JEFalcon/2824286/ A poem about women flyers, well, mainly one. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JEFalcon/2823995/ Thereis always somethingLostin TranslationInthose tender momentsVoidof Libation.Wordsuttered lowAsif taken in towAndyou really do not knowIfyou should stay or you should go.But, alas, You say the wordsAnywayThen you waited In utters.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JEFalcon/2823501/ Asking a question. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JEFalcon/2823415/ Heady Mcdowel,The one-eyed sow,The Witch from County KerryCould not find a BowSo wouldn't you knowShe found a Zombie to marry.He was kind-of greenAnd looked sort of meanWhen he grunted in that Zombie wayBut Heady thought it cute,And said, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JEFalcon/2822056/ National Parks, Reflection, and maybe Bison. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JEFalcon/2821752/ Poems in sand. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JEFalcon/2821671/ It is hot outside. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JEFalcon/2820952/ poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JEFalcon/2819784/ Thereis springtime in the airLikea thinly veiled disguise,Likea pixie playing spinning games.'Tisvertigo, I surmise.Weneed not be alarmedOrto look for places to hide,Justfind a field of scented flowersAndlet your spirit take the ride.Yes,springtime fills the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JEFalcon/2819246/ A sudden storm. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JEFalcon/2818580/ Limericks http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JEFalcon/2817252/ Music http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JEFalcon/2816105/ Senryu http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JEFalcon/2815756/ Just a poem for joy. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JEFalcon/2815074/ Just rhyming for the silliness of it. Or it's a kid's song. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JEFalcon/2815072/ Thereonce was a man who thought he was greatThepath he walked he felt was straightButthe way he went Wascrooked and bentPepperedwith greed, lies, and hate.JEFalconHebecame an oppressor in a benevolent maskThenthe people rose up to take him to task.Th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JEFalcon/2813538/ A story of spring's fever, the old-fashioned way, so children can hear it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JEFalcon/2813383/ Deibide Baise Fri Toin Poems http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JEFalcon/2813039/ This is a deibide baise fri toin, which is a fun Irish poetic form. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JEFalcon/2812865/ I'm smitten with a Lassie, tis trueAndto Irish cooking my true love is new.Butno Boxty did she serveandI thought, “She's got a nerve!”SoI stormed right out, --- in a day or two.JEFalcon04-11-2022*Boxtyis a staple in Irish cooking. And there are sev.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JEFalcon/2812733/ VideogamingExtraordinarilyCounterproductiveJE Falcon2015 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JEFalcon/2812456/ A flash fiction, that may have happened. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JEFalcon/2812455/ Thedays grow longer,Spring flourishes all around,AndI am at peace Theseasons of manSeldom align with nature.My winter is now.JE Falcon04-07-2022 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JEFalcon/2812267/ TheSteller Jay birdLiving among the redwoodsSteller describes both. JE Falcon04-07-2022Toolarge for old shellHermitCrab finds a new homeAbroken bottleJE Falcon04-07-2022 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JEFalcon/2812265/ Iwrote a Haiku.Someonesaid, “This is Senryu!”Iadded two linesexplainingmy frustration.ThenI titled it, “Tanka”.JE Falcon04-07-2022 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JEFalcon/2812264/ A song, I think. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JEFalcon/2812130/ Amongthe tender dialogs of self-expressioncomesthe touching thatwill shape the changing night.Soslow yourmovements melt like candlesandthen reflect on the walls inthe light.Dreamof me whendreams are hard to come byIwill offer up some .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JEFalcon/2812129/ Cleaning out a closet. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JEFalcon/2811618/ Two Limericks just because. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JEFalcon/2811489/ katauta, transformed into Sedoka --- Which do you prefer? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JEFalcon/2810749/ A poem of a spring get-away. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JEFalcon/2810457/ A non-rhyming poem about an early Spring and personnel reflection in a complaint form. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JEFalcon/2810261/ Two sides to a thought. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JEFalcon/2810074/