http://slow.writerscafe.org/doniej The original writings of author Singular D en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776092385 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 defining the present moment http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/doniej/2767006/ Not last night but the night before...Stoned I seep into my bedThe heat from my blanketholding meI laugh as someone in the room says "not last night but the night before" blah... blah... bl...I always fade out of the conversation at this point, having to finish that phrase with"twenty-four robb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/doniej/1081051/ Love       it     has      left      me            unearthed      inthe wake   of    .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/doniej/841201/ Tiny scraps of paperhold the dreamsandspellsI cast.I burn themchantingprayingrantingtiltheydissolvetoash.And withthat ashI bathemyselfuntil myskin isstone.I rinse myselfin rays of suntil I'm reducedtobone.My bonesI leavebehindmy Lovefor youto findyour way.Back to thedreamsand spellsIcast upon.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/doniej/841200/ At the empty boat housethe screen door slams shutwith a snap.Drove out to the silenceto peel off the day.As I walk to the waters edgeI step on the stonesand soft sandI start to relax.The waters cool envelops me.I swim out past the dockfurther into the turquoise lakenamed Sugar.I float staring.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/doniej/841199/ #usernav { display: none; } .poem-left { padding-left: 280px; }.poem-right { padding-right: 280px; } Momma said be a good girl.Do what I'm told.Sit up straight.Shut your.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/doniej/841197/ Rushing towards the earthdescendingreeling Phoenixis falling.Her wings begin to sparktinyflameburstsare flying.She wild eyed screamswingtipsblazingit's amazing.engulfed in flames nowwhitehotheatshe's transcendingto her new beginning.WhenPhoenix is falling. J.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/doniej/841195/ It seems as though I'm able to feel myself evolving,as if my senses are so acute, I actually experience eachmolecule transforming, splitting, expanding.At times I don't know myself anymore.and yetI have the strongest sensation that I am getting closerto my inception.I'm becoming the being of my own .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/doniej/841193/ I become moon in your midnightsailing through your velvet darkness...Beaming love...Hidden only when clouded thoughts devour my glow.Still I shine... so you will find your way...home. Nov 18 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/doniej/841192/ You feel it don't you?That pull between us...That irresistible urge almost achethat comes from our parting...Whether our words or our bodies meet,the urge is sated until we separate,due to life's interruptions...yet it only feels right when we're together...and so the pull begins again..... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/doniej/841191/ I get the blues when the sun sets too early...Well they start out grays but eventually they end up azure.Oh and these times they whittle me down till I'm small...a child sized woman suddenly three againand wondering what I've done wrong to make him not love me anymore...or  if he ev.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/doniej/841190/ Is it possible that your fibers are woven into the fabric of my being...so that I wear you with me always...Laced within my brains neurons... your delicate lightning... igniting such euphoriaI am brought to tears and breathless ... Nov 13 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/doniej/841189/ I fell asleep pen in hand                                         and whe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/doniej/841187/ Your inner child's crying, you've just begun to feel...You're walking through past tragedies and learning how to heal.She's self-absorbed, a hypocrite, who doesn't understand... why you don't fall down to your knees on her first command.You owe her.Don't you know that yet?... She sacrificed f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/doniej/841182/ I believe I'm the heroine in the midst of the greatest epic love story  and we're just getting to the good part...I'm the kind of girl who's woman enough to call herself a girl.I can rock a homemade haircut that's too short for your likingbut you can't fight the urge to want to run .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/doniej/841179/ #usernav { display: none; } .poem-left { padding-left: 29px; }.poem-right { padding-right: 29px; } Sunshine did it again.Damn it.She really didn't even think about it,ho.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/doniej/841178/ The scent of wood smoke and whiskey.The scratch of your stubble beard against my cheek and neck.The firm hold of your hand on the small of my back.The soft whisper of your voice saying my name.The taste of your skin.The intensity of your breathing.The tenderness of your lips.The storm in your.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/doniej/841123/ You are lightning.Such electric pulsing beautyso uncontrollableand brilliant.You illuminate the night in me. Sep 9 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/doniej/841119/ You.You arethetempestthat alteredthe landscapeofme.You.You aretheincendiaryforceIbeckoned        for        You.You aremyIncubus. Aug 19 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/doniej/841116/ Do you know, loveThe damage I could do?As my kiss slowlygathers speeddown your body.It's difficult to control my greed.I could devour you.The essence of youon my tonguecauses me to bare my teeth,draw my nails across your skin.You are an elixir, I drink you in.Intoxicated by the beating of you.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/doniej/841114/ I bathe in your words,let them wash over me,sink into my poresuntil I'm tattooed.I swim in your poetry.Dive in every lush, descriptive lineeach word more divinethan the next.I get lost in your atmosphere.The world you createbetween your penand your heart,an Eden. Oh beautiful Poet, I hope yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/doniej/841106/ This night is relentless in it's constant efforts to smother me in memories.It's now that the ripples are reaching my shore from the stone thrown by you days ago.I was weaned off the morphine of you, clean and clear headed, finding myself again.A new me, of course, I can never retu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/doniej/841104/