http://slow.writerscafe.org/WhiteWillow The original writings of author WhiteWillow en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776062700 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 This pageof unnecessary wordscloudmy foggy mind (at best).Knowledge gained leaves me empty, lost;reading, searching,aiming to please the Elysian folk.Must I ascern a certain placeto be deemed acceptable?How can I conveysuperlative notions toeditors and buffoons alike?Praise and validation .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WhiteWillow/1674203/ “The difference is, I lie for a reason.” Ali’s words were clear and concise, cutting through the lunch hour chatter like a stainless steel blade. Robert looked into her face, void of emotion; he studied her as if she was some unknown exotic species being encountered for the first t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WhiteWillow/1671774/ (the pitter, the patter)The click-clack of heels(the training, the falling)The burning of wheels(rounding the 'rithmatic)Plagued by the bills(sledding the snowbanks)Traversing the hills(we're students)We're teachersAshes will scatter.Be it light, be it darkIt's the matterthat matters. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WhiteWillow/1519759/ Opaque wallssilence screams so clear,look--and find me here.Thoughts of greyblurred by sorrow;no longerlongingfor tomorrow. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WhiteWillow/1508562/ A thief by day,A lover by night.You launder my wordswith a fickle return.No height, no depthA plain, flattened planewherefeeling are left to burn. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WhiteWillow/1495754/ Haiku http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WhiteWillow/1492598/ A slimsy sapling sitsIn the darknessAmong the elders who areStrong, yet ectomorphicIn winter's bareness.Enthusiastic dreamsConsume her;Reaching upwardAgainst the pallid lightIn hopes of becomingRelevant. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WhiteWillow/1492584/ A soldier's last moments http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WhiteWillow/1492564/ Inspired by The Sex Pistols http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WhiteWillow/1492513/ Dark-themed 6 word story contest submission http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WhiteWillow/1450884/ At first, quarter past;all seemed to be standing still...until the hands moved. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WhiteWillow/1450576/ Floating through the airwhite fleck pillows down to restamong fallen stars http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WhiteWillow/1450566/ Wait just a second.Before this moment is gone,you need to know that... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WhiteWillow/1450553/ A letter to my ten-year-old self http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WhiteWillow/1450532/ I held you in my tired armsbut for the shortest hour.Your fragile life affected mewith overwhelming power.A weakened heart and ashen skinentombed a kindred soul.Nothing here upon this Earthcould ever make them whole.So, with my tears upon your skinwe said our last good-bye.Your wings were clipped,my.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WhiteWillow/1450510/ The momentyour mind accepts the heart is in controlisthe moment you find your soul. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WhiteWillow/1450495/ It comes and goes,like the ebb and flow of the tide;or phases of the moon.like a friend who only shows you their good side,leaving you no choice but to accept the facade. like the holiday season, in all its glitz and glamour,pain wrapped in colorful prints.The promise of a new day,if you sleep,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WhiteWillow/1450485/ Be still, and be heard.Silence fills space, and speaks volumes.Emptiness is heavy, and carries weight,but no more than your careless words.Learn from the mud on your boots,the bruise on your heart.You will not falter.You will soar. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WhiteWillow/1450471/