http://slow.writerscafe.org/snake The original writings of author Oblivion en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776003279 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I'm vital and I'm wasting awayin everyday monotonies.  It's life'satrocity to be suspended in obscurity. But to be the man that I am and the man that I can be, we'll haveto see if I persevere in purity.  Showing maturity in commitment to family.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/snake/1304297/ The more I see you spread aroundand water down affectionswith complexions of sincerityThe more I lose the sense of special and feel further from closethen we should beIt's amazing and I just revelat your ability at callous tranquility.   http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/snake/1304294/ I think you’ve found a place to begin, wherelavender fire is heavy inspirationand more is made out of less, wheremystic lips disguise flooding torrents andart couples ephemeral eagerness.I had hoped for deep cherished beauty burning fire opalbutempty anticipatio.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/snake/1216773/ . http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/snake/1153896/ Endings without ending, hurt even moreripping savagely to the core of mybroken heart.   To stay in a state of pretenddoesn’t heal or mend,  it only results in calloused affectionfake protection and less of methen you can see on a clear d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/snake/1124242/ Where are theboundaries of a good man,Who would define him,refine him and tell him who to be.I want to know and in that direction I’ll gointo such are rare endeavornot clever but into simple. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/snake/1123793/ Precious sanctity we must possess.To preserve realityand connections we swearallegiance to.So rare to find loyaltySo far between, so few.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/snake/1123774/ Just so it's abundantly clear, what the poem calls the consolation prize is anything but. It is the prize to be held consistently from start to finish. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/snake/1123238/ You needed my goodbye,I needed a reason,and we both neededa different seasonto blossom inWithout sin and shame, no saving face to keepour hearts safe and strong, and no playing games,Just tomorrowwithout a yesterday http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/snake/1123184/ Laces and traces of beautiful placesand lovely people.Beloved on the pointof an icy needle.  Fragile fabric wherewe pour our souls,into a bowl that’s really a sift for surrender to the need for sayinggood bye.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/snake/1122898/    Water                       easily                    .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/snake/1122810/ NO! I will not embrace disgrace I will not ride the divide And  I do not use derision  Making the simple decision To not engage Not participate in the rage Nor try to settle any score .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/snake/1118630/ The day she walked awaynot May, but February.I hoped for something more butexpected this, I knewthe time and the bliss were only temporary http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/snake/1114628/ Wasted remnants strung out,feeling my age with every fear.That which satisfies doesn’t feed the deeper places where echoes resound,and the me I want to be sits in a dark room alone inside my own soul.I know where the light dwells but there, are so many thorn bushes on the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/snake/1114609/ Veins and courses of dignified,made of yesterday. Every decision, every time and every way. Something more, fora purer texture spreadout as fine tapestry.Withsanity reached deliberatelyand what I don’t do,being more significantthan rele.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/snake/1102934/ I want to admire the moonandexperience beauty in a slow fizzI want to find peaceful harborsI want to feel moments of laughterbliss before and afterEmpathy and loyalty I want to understand sharingwith trust and dependent caring.I want quiet harbors from the desolation of the ocean glass.  A year.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/snake/1086858/ That which we fear the most,advancing toward our graveswithout relevance insignificance,without connection and dearsweet affection and Each moment of quiet inbetweenbrings sheer terror thatlonelyhas set in with permanence. Su.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/snake/1080540/