http://slow.writerscafe.org/Rainshadow The original writings of author Aeternal Oceanfire en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776116662 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 My love has left for another place, distant, far, so that I may never see her again, for I was the one who took her breath, and broke her heart, and stole the bright smile from her face, and as I left her bereft I said not a sorrowful or remorseful word, and she then faded into the  mid-day sun.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rainshadow/982914/     Fears An Autobiographical Essay    Mason BeselerMrs. RotheryLanguage Arts, Block 227 May 2012             &nbs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rainshadow/980784/ Come little child, I'll spirit you away,When the darkness ensconces and blocks out the day.Be ye human or fairy or cloud spirit grey,Come home to Ebylon where forever you'll stay. Prance through the Ebylese forests of white,Celestial glades, perpetual light.Ne'er again feel the sadness of night.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rainshadow/980738/ For Shadow Spirit. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rainshadow/980633/ a deucalione a caelo usque ad centrum http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rainshadow/978164/ Sneak Peek http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rainshadow/970060/ What is this feeling?Can anyone tell me why?Why I love you so. I barely know you.My heart stopped when I saw you.I need to know why. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rainshadow/969715/ What's in a name?Should it be grand, powerful, average, lame?Four sincerest of singers sang cheery and sad, powerful, inspiring, tragic, and mad.Words full of wisdom and beauty and strength.Songs of deep meaning, regardless of length.Woven of love and handled with care,By an off kilter quartet in an.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rainshadow/967391/ A loo is a bathroom. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rainshadow/960556/ Lovely petals, as is mortal custom,Diminutive leaves of a precious tree,Sun casts light o'er lake's watery bossom,No beauty in nature compares to thee.Celestial bodies in the night sky,Distant white stars radiate with amber light,Galaxies so beautiful I might cry,Yet tis to thee I'd make eternal pli.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rainshadow/960211/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rainshadow/958319/ The remarkable story of Hamilton's death in a duel to help save his country from an evil man, Aaron Burr. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rainshadow/949367/      It was roughly a fortnight after the tortoise and the hare's famous race. Ysgyfarnog, the hare, was still brooding over the events of that dismal day. As he tromped through the Tywyll forest, the heavy mire mud squelched beneath his tired feet, disrupting the quiet halcyon o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rainshadow/899028/      In the 6th century B.C., an ancient Greek storyteller, named Aesop, wrote over 650 fables, all with an important moral about life. These fables were later published, with "The Tortoise and the Hare" being one of his most acclaimed works. The moral was "slow and steady wins t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rainshadow/899021/ a fortnight after Aesop's famous fable http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rainshadow/899017/ Once in a lifetime there comes a day,When all you have just slips away,All you've worked for disappears,And all that you have left is tears, For the future only fears,And all is gone from former years.Then suddenly the smoke, it clears,And from it something great appears.One pure of .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rainshadow/855394/ Swords clash, soldiers die.All of them ask this question.For what do we fight. To save a doomed world.There is no hope left for them.So why do they fight. When death is certain.They stand ready to battle.There is no safety. Will they die today?It seems that i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rainshadow/830624/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rainshadow/825104/ A lush pine stands tall.Its roots are deep in the ground.Nothing can move it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rainshadow/823940/ double haiku http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rainshadow/823919/      Fresh air surrounds me.It dances through my fingers.Fills my heart with joy.   http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rainshadow/823913/      Our hope shall survive.Else we shall fall to darkness.No light to guide us. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rainshadow/823215/ Recollecting thoughts.The very essence of dreams.Til morning wakes you. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rainshadow/821092/ A prowling black cat.Fabled harbinger of death.T'is an old wives' tale. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rainshadow/820701/ A slight variation on my first poem. I changed the last 2 stanzas. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rainshadow/820693/      As fairfolk say, on many a day,In the forest of Kroy, on the island of Bay,Be the weather golden or overcast, gray,You'll never see the Alabaster jay.      It lives in a land quite far from here,Where the skies are bright blue and the riv.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rainshadow/820632/