http://slow.writerscafe.org/irksome The original writings of author cricket en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776036079 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I watched quietly as the first star appeared above the cradle of my fenced in back-yard I wondered,briefly,if I had caused the star to come when it had, the thought reminded me how much I have forgotten what I do and do not control That I don’t even know what I do and do .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/irksome/2825731/ i didn’t know the word or how to use it hadn’t been allowed to know,i wanted someone to feel exactly how i felt,empathize empathizeempathize i was so caught up imagining this life where you hadn’t taken away so much, moremore more accumulating .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/irksome/2822523/ i tried to waste away, i thought all it took to cease was to do nothing but i found the human condition is resistant to suffering and folly to the idle whim of Hope-who speaks to me, like a song on the wind;“Please my child, carry on.for those who continue to walk.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/irksome/2821996/ tumbling angel bleeding devil wingless, branded in solitude and stillness in the middle of a fallen, crumbling city he looks up from his knees to see fast approaching sky bracing for his punishment-he receives unfair, unbridled truths. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/irksome/2819950/ many whispers bound to one outstretched hand, A beckoning finger, “come down lower and listen-”crackling, snapping distant fireflies unreachable and descending “listen and hear what cannot be heard above.” below a mass burial, burning sco.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/irksome/2819949/ “greater than I greater than all of us our beloved creator, always in control in ultimate control every string holding you aloft his fingers guiding,watching a two way mirror an invisible audience,a jury of one.”then they quiet and in their hush an.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/irksome/2818992/ chasing rushing trains barefootrunning across the tracks screaming out the days tortuous crawling repetition something needs to change looking down seeing your dirty fingernails scraped knees, and turning back towards home http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/irksome/2818721/ roads headed away away away away becoming alone beginning again strangers turning, passing faces and smiles changing shifting blurring running down the road a stranger a face passing yousmiling, then continuing on http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/irksome/2818720/ i really miss someone. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/irksome/2818401/ garden shears trim, shape mould with serrated edges like a battle axewielded by redemption struck down, martyred“in the name of love,in the name of what can fill those cracks you exist in between and make us wholly beautiful again.”a weed in their garden .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/irksome/2817698/ wilted daisies knotted in thick chains dust catches the sun kicked up from thatlong straight road you used to live on. far enough one waytrain tracks and a bridge, listening to the rumble from your bedroom window you want to leave along with it but you know things aren’.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/irksome/2817157/ cold slow stairs Down down into the basement into that smell of dust boxes stacked at an angle creased from Opening and then Closing Again. your big sisters clothes fit you you remember feeling big then,you don’t remember how to feel big now.you barely remember growing .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/irksome/2817151/ restless dreaming my head ducked and bobbed beneath unforgiving waves Maybe I was drowning Maybe I was being baptized Baptized by my pain Baptized by the very cracks and flaws That I thought Had allowed me to Sink I wonder if there is an ending One I never got to see .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/irksome/2815350/ finally an actually new piece. wrote this quickly but I like how it turned out. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/irksome/2815304/ a struggle of mine http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/irksome/2815301/ someone I loved and lost used to make me tiny paper butterflies. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/irksome/2815300/ Nightmares of childhood Memories really-Waking up Drenched in sweat Aching from somewhere Deep in my chest With a longing to be held To be told through warm muffled breath That everything will be Okay, I wish I could recall the words of a lullaby And fall into a memory of my m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/irksome/2815299/ honey under my tongue one of many false prophets poisoned chamomile teasmelling sweetly of deep sleepa half truth, most things are http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/irksome/2815298/ I wonder in my eulogyWho will I be?Will they cut off the shameful parts With child-proof scissors? 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