http://slow.writerscafe.org/southern%20cross The original writings of author Southern Cross en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776190341 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Inspired by a cobwebbed muse , A post by Chris titled Life and Serah's poem lessssssssss http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/southern-cross/1164387/ ..as I close a chapter of my life... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/southern-cross/1161695/   LOVE'S ADDICTIONThere is meaning in usThat no one understandsBut us......The magnitude of devotionTo the illusionOr is it the illusion of devotionThat creates the us?Uncertain of the reality or non realityOf us...Though alone.... never alone.Unexplained addiction,  "US" http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/southern-cross/1125935/ When is the right time to say goodbye? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/southern-cross/1112799/ Sometimes inner strength is invisible yet oh so powerful http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/southern-cross/1108284/ Screw passion and turbulence.Sometimes, I want my sail to be castUpon a calm wind..steady in its progressNot having to fight the force to reach my destination.Sometimes, I just want to arriveUpon a journey that relaxed me along its path.I want to search the horizon not wonder where it Can be fo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/southern-cross/1107753/ The poetic equilivant to flipping a bird http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/southern-cross/1107357/                                                                   ORPHANED LOVERSI exist yet alone and scared,Feeling like a &nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/southern-cross/1103643/                                        THOUGHTS ON A WINTER'S NIGHT IN MIAMIYou found me like a delicate shell, Washed ashore upon a desolate beach.My pearl- essence  caught your eyeLon.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/southern-cross/1087310/                                      PERENNIAL LOVEIf i could..I'd make you happierWanting more of me.I'd be the air thatYou breathThe only scent that you inhale.I'd go back to the futureBefore your w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/southern-cross/1075681/                                                 FOOL'S GOLDFool's gold is only brilliant above it's tarnish,Like shiny new penniesLackluster after much wear.True character alw.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/southern-cross/1073509/                                             SOUL MATES           Forgive me for entering your mind Taking a comfortable seatAnd making myself at .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/southern-cross/1072051/ ..While my halo gets polished...just a passing thought http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/southern-cross/1071972/ ....Let the players play and the Lovers love..... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/southern-cross/1068695/ ..inspired by a boy who is a man...and a Bobblehead http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/southern-cross/1067431/                                                                       ALMOST LOVERSGoodbye is too cruel a world for something.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/southern-cross/1066574/ and there are simply those days... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/southern-cross/1065365/ ..Just thoughts to work past the brain drain and block http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/southern-cross/1064885/            SEASONSFall leavesOutwardly beautifulYet slowly dyingIn the whisper of winter's shadows.Inevitable, or so they sayAll things have their seasons.Perhaps that was the problemA Miami girl never experiences Autumn.Trees die here because of neglectNot th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/southern-cross/1056391/ ... To my hunter ..off to secure his prey..Not intended to demean the sport of hunting ..Though I await your backlash http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/southern-cross/1051159/                                                            MADNESSTo dismiss you..dismiss usWould cause every  bloom to die,The sun to stop it's .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/southern-cross/1050148/                                                            THE PASTUREThe grass looked so much greener, more abundant and promisingMaki.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/southern-cross/1046057/                                                                  INNOCENCEThere was a timeWhen all the flowers were in bloom ,Intense t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/southern-cross/1040441/                                                                 SOMETIMES Sometimes I think you capture my soulBecause you have noneSom.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/southern-cross/1039933/                              THE VACUUMCaught are we in this vacuum where timeNeither advances nor retreats.Nothingness has become a stateOf imprisonment between two soulsNot lacking of love but of circumstance.Moments shared.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/southern-cross/1038305/ Probably not PC here but my thoughts on a rainy day and for once, not of love but filled with emotions http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/southern-cross/1037388/ More of a song then a poem at least that is how I hear it in my head..First attempt please be kind http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/southern-cross/1035763/                                                          THE ANNIVERSARYI ran to you and fell into the limbo of my life.What I thought was my Savior&n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/southern-cross/1035310/ ...silent thoughts of a loudly beating heart... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/southern-cross/1035208/ The Goodnight KissIn the darkness of the star lit sky,I awake from my dreams And walk with you awhileIn the moonlight of our reality...On the fringe of our worlds...Together yet alone. Distance so far away Yet so near thatI can almost feel your breathLingering on my neckArousing the s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/southern-cross/1028417/ Sitting and listening to Hurricane Central advise everyone on the tract of tropical storm Isaac that they seemingly know nothing about http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/southern-cross/1025664/ For those who light our fire and keep it lit among the fiercest winds....written under the suggestion of a dear friend here on WC, half a world away. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/southern-cross/1025177/ "All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave behind is part of ourselves; we must die to one life before we can enter into another".....Anatole France http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/southern-cross/1023145/ ..sitting at the pool, listening to Westlife and Ronan Keating sing The Dance inspired me to write this..Nothing deep, no imagery intended just a soft poem on a hot breezy day. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/southern-cross/995635/                                                            SOMEONE LIKE YOU                    &nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/southern-cross/995231/                                                                SO  MUCHThe ocean was dark todayBrooding so it may seemSo Much like youW.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/southern-cross/994646/ ..taken from a message to a friend ...thank you Michael for helping craft it into a poem..taking liberties and plagiarizing my words with your font and form http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/southern-cross/994624/ If you are offended by Erotica, please do not read or comment.... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/southern-cross/993179/                                                    SO NOT VANILLAI lose myself in images of youAnd your so not vanilla love.I stand before you inStilettos and l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/southern-cross/992708/ THE MAELSTROM  Waves came crashing upon the coastunleashing a maelstrom  of destruction.Sandy shores disappearing into the vast boundaries of the ocean.Vast particles of sand unite to crash with  flotsam and jetsam. All are victims of it's onslaught,suffering .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/southern-cross/991077/ Boarding the train to nowhereYet somewhereanywherebut this.Gangrene of the HeartThe clock has tickedlong past it's welcomeand the sound drives me insaneGangrenous.. heartThe sun rises ..setsand yet nothing has changedTwo lost souls adrift in the nowhereOf it all... drowning ...In the waters of .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/southern-cross/990758/                                                          PERCEPTION  # 7 Never mistake being placated for being happy http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/southern-cross/990735/                                         JUST DREAMSOnce we talked of dreamsAnd we shared them.I still remember how it felt To lie in your armsEven if we never didAnd then we did.I can't recall no.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/southern-cross/989378/ ...This will be the very last page in my book of poetry.... many years from now... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/southern-cross/988294/ ...sometimes, to escape the dangers of the city, one must return to nature... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/southern-cross/986907/ ..for *S* and to feet that in dreams never touch ground.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/southern-cross/986664/ ...for clockwork... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/southern-cross/986335/ ....feelings adrift in the Black Hole.... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/southern-cross/984957/                                             PERCEPTION # 5Memories can not be erased..only created http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/southern-cross/984746/ ...for my Dark knight... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/southern-cross/984531/