Writers Cafe - Once in a while, they still come back.

Once in a while,

as though pulled in by some desire
or force,
some decide to take a ride back
to Writers Cafe.

It's not always a long visit, yet
they still come back
as though returning to their old home.

"I remember Robbie,
or Marie, or Frieda P," they might say.

They may recall this place in a way one might remember
flags that lined porches
or trees on each side of the street where they lived.
But still, they remember this place.
Their names are still on the mailbox.

For better or worse, this is a community.

Some have moved on, as they should.
And some are still here, pruning nouns
or mowing verbs.

Some have even died.

The street may look different.
Trees may be bigger.
And old friends may be gone for good.

But on this block,
you're never turned away
no matter how long you've been gone
or how many times you move on.

There will always be opportunities to write about
the sun, the rain, a train...

Writers Cafe
on this block, once in a while,
they still come back.

Reviews

[Dennis Wolf]

Well, one of the new ones here. So far it doesn't look like the other sites I've been on.. Wattpad and writing.com.. Grrrrrr everything is about paying for getting advertised and the a*s kissing..

Don't care for that stuff, sooo after some exploration I decided on this site

We'll see how it goes.
Cheers

[Relic]

I wish you luck, Dennis. Thanks for the comment.

[Dennis Wolf]

Thank you, and.. No problem
This was an enjoyable read.
Cheers

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

This is truly beautiful
It is like a second home to me

[Relic]

I agree. Thanks for the comment.

[wordman]

it seems they always do,it kinda draws you back,i don`t post a lot here but i am still here

[Relic]

I'm glad to here that, Wordman. Thanks for the comment.

[wordman]

you`re welcome

[Pryde Foltz]

Haha ... we do indeed always keep coming back. I suppose poets need their support network more than most.

This write got me smiling and remembering those glory days at the cafe. We were certainly there for each other, weren't we? Maybe it is time to rediscover some of that magic:)

[Relic]

It would be nice, wouldn't it? Thanks for commenting, Pryde. Much appreciated. :)

[Beccy]

I like this place, as aside from the interaction, which I find very community orientated, we have some really good writers, (of both prose and poetry,) ; and as John the Baptist highlighted, there are far less angry types circulating than there are on other sites.

First and foremost, writing poetry is for me a pleasant and enjoyable experience, and I have no desire to have that pleasure taken away from me by those whose primary aim is to promote discord.

Let us hope that Writer's cafe will remain the nice place it is well into the future.

Beccy.

[Relic]

Yes, Beccy, let us hope. Thanks very much for the comment. :)

[Viktoria]

This is a very nice perspective on the site, Relic, and interesting for a newcomer like me. You have described this place with a fondness that I am not qualified to comment on as yet. Loved the gardening reference of pruning nouns and mowing verbs......now...if only we could prune these annoying ads and glitches as well. An enjoyable read.🌹

[Relic]

I use ad-block plus. It's free and has swept up those pesky ads and tossed them into the garbage bin for me. Thanks very much for your comment. Coming from you, it's much appreciated. 😊

[Fran Marie]

after a brief hiatus
here and there I
too found myself
coming back..its
definitely our writing
home..so many have
graced these cafe
walls with their art
yes; there's many
sweet memories of
of those by gone years
and poets ..

[Relic]

Thanks for your comment, Fran. This is a hard place to get away from. :)

[light and ashes]

I'm one of them. You're so right. Something called me back to this place. It's probably all the fond memories I have of the people I met here and the all the amazing writings I read.

[Relic]

I'd have to agree with you, L&A. This is one of the best sites I've been on. Thanks so much for your comment. Much appreciated. :)

[light and ashes]

You're welcome :)

[Tate Morgan]

Relic you added a picture. Bravo always wanted to see the man to whom I was speaking. we ate still around we do check in. we do miss the old cafe

[Relic]

Thanks for the comment, Tate. I do miss the old cafe too.

[Tate Morgan]

yeah I miss freida.

[Relic]

I think most of us that knew her do.

[Tate Morgan]

I dont know about the coding problem youre having Is that with a computer or a phone?

[Relic]

Computer. It never happened before. I'm not touching anything. The heck with it.

[Tate Morgan]

try a different browser

[Relic]

I did. Nothing.

[Tate Morgan]

what i do is open the edit page and leave it open then open another edit page change it and if i dont like it i save the original all over again

[Relic]

Another edit page on a different browser, you mean?

[Tate Morgan]

no not necessarily us the original to open the edit page so you can be sure to restore it to what it was but use another to try to change it

[Relic]

Yeah, that's the problem, the whole page in the edit box is completely code from top to bottom no matter what I do.

[Tate Morgan]

let me check one of mine

[Tate Morgan]

ok mine isnt doing that Do you use an adblocker?

[Relic]

Yes, but that's never affected any of my poems before and I've been using it for years.

[Tate Morgan]

now if i look using my phone it does do that but always has

[Gee]

I guess I'm still relatively new compared to some, 6 years and counting, yet in that time I've seen many come and go, quite a few announcing themselves as if the prodigal son only then to produce bucket loads of tripe :))
Hi Relic, hope all is well with you and your pa.

[Relic]

Thanks for the read, Gee. He's home but suffering from dementia. Can no longer walk. The pandemic took everything away from him but I'm keeping him comfortable, although he takes up the majority of my time. Thanks very much for asking.

[Lorry]

Like an old dog still goes to check out his old home each day, just in case the owners who abandoned him to the streets and moved on might be back and explain the misunderstanding and make him wag his tail in instant forgiveness. We get used to the faces and realise we haven't seen someone in a while and get met with "account closed" as we click on the shadow they leave. Some explain, others don't and on it goes, until we become the one spending longer and longer in stasis, only to return to confirm what we always thought, that nothing is the same anymore and why did MySpace lose the battle with f***b**k?
I barely notice those young whippersnapper neighbours that have taken over the street anymore, but shouldn't they be in bed for school or something? Nothing to do with me getting older at all. I think I'll just sell up, then grumble, moan and rant for a bit, before renting my house back from the person I sold it too. 😊