http://slow.writerscafe.org/The%20Sea The original writings of author Tim Schultz en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776006683 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 When the world takes you over, remember who you were. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/The-Sea/1307576/ This daffodil, not yet bloomed,Will erupt in a mass of gas and dust,Emitting a loud boom, ultimately,Being heard by the Universe:Becoming a light in the darkness,Something in the midst of nothing, And, eventually, wilting awayAs all mass, gas, and dust does--Death mee.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/The-Sea/1306813/ Fog Fog CoversThe  trees           LeavingThem to be           SeenOnly  when           ObservedUp   &nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/The-Sea/1306761/ Before we parted, I sprayed your cigarettes With my cologne-- So you would think of me On smoke breaks In alley ways, Between brick walls, Trapped.And so The additional chemicals Will make what calms you Kill you Faster. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/The-Sea/1300139/ Does your happiness send people away? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/The-Sea/1164626/ That's life, man. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/The-Sea/1154293/ I wrote this in a forest preserve while observing a controlled burning, sitting next to my favorite creek. It won 2nd in the Florence B. Palmer poetry contest. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/The-Sea/1154284/ Even in Death, Love Prevails http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/The-Sea/1152317/ What would you find in your box? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/The-Sea/890865/ I thought she was deep, but she acts shallow. I hope she thinks of me often. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/The-Sea/890860/ This was a dream I had on Christmas Eve/morning. A girl named Houxberry kissed me. Houx means holly in French. Her name was Hollyberry, which is mistletoe. My mind was blown! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/The-Sea/890858/ My love life, described as trees. Clever, right? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/The-Sea/890799/