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

[Maria E. Mendez]

An interesting read, this. I am new to this format so I do not know the people mentioned but I understand that perhaps you built friendships through your shared love of the written word? As an outsider I have some trepidation about a new "community". People who see themselves as a click or a club are seldom welcoming to outsiders. But I have overcome greater obstacles in the real world and in places I have moved and lived. I hope there will be some here who are not quick to judge or make anyone new feel like an unwelcome outcast. I wanted to read this to gain some insight into the inner workings of the site. You must be here a long time.

[Relic]

I've been here sinse 2009 I believe. This is a very friendly community with good writers. As long as you review others, most will probably review you back. Thanks for reading and the comment, Maria. :)

[Maria E. Mendez]

Well, you must like it here to be a part of it so long. I see where a woman here was sent horrible things to her in message. I hope not many people here are so mean.

[Relic]

No, they're not. Whoever did that should be blocked.

[Legion]

That is very profound and interesting that I ran across this today since I haven’t been on hardly at all for years. I started here somewhere around 2008 and was pretty consistent for several years writing and reviewing. I slowly slipped away (life happens) except to occasionally put a piece on here simply so I would have it stored on a site on the Internet. This was a good read heavy with nostalgia for me. Thanks for that. Kudos to you.

[Relic]

Thanks very much for the read, Legion. Many have left and visited in the past and present.

[Bhuyanshi Talukdar]

Your poem is a beautiful reflection on the power of community and the way that certain places can hold a special significance in our hearts and memories. I loved the way that you used vivid imagery and powerful language to convey the idea that even though people may move on and change, there are certain places that will always hold a special place in their hearts and memories. Your words are a powerful reminder of the importance of community and the way that it can provide a sense of belonging and comfort, even in the face of change and uncertainty.

[Relic]

Thank you for your encouraging comment. :)

[Stella Armour]

I do that.... come back occasionally.
Well there are usually some new faces but always some i have known for years :)

[Relic]

I agree. I think some are here for life. 😁 Thanks.

[Stella Armour]

A " lifer" .... ooh very long time then +(*_ *)+ ..

[Stella Armour]

i just looked , been here 10 years . I was at Poetfreak before that for a long time and still connect with friends from there on Facebook

[Relic]

I was on poetfreak before the trolls destroyed the first version of it.

[Stella Armour]

It was such a lovely sitebefore all that happened Tim
I have friends from then ( about15 years ago) on my facebook page ..... do send a friend request if you are there , you will be so happy to re_connect with these old poet friends

[Relic]

I try to stay away from any social media with the exception of this site. But thanks for the offer. :)

[Stella Armour]

well yes i don't blame you, i have only close friends and family on my page plus the poets i have re-connected with from Poetfreak.Only about 25 in total so it can't get out of hand

[Silmara McGarry]

So very true your lovely poem. I guess I am one of them... laughs... always for a good reason though...and I always liked here! I do miss Mrs barley she left long ago and hasn't come back 🙁
I truly enjoyed reading!
I hope all is well with you dear 🌷

[Relic]

I'm one of them myself now, I suppose. Thank you for the nice comment, Silmara. :)

[Ballpark Frank]

How very true! I've left and started over many times. I've made many good friends and have learned a great deal. I've also pissed some off. Lol

[Relic]

I'm sure I did too in the past. Thanks for your kind review, Frankie.

[Ballpark Frank]

This was a sentimental write. I appreciate that. Thank you!

[Relic]

.........................😊😀

[Charlotte Flores]

Your poem is a beautiful reflection on the lasting sense of community and belonging that can be found at Writers Cafe. It captures the sentiment that, even as time goes on and people move on, the memories and connections forged in this space endure.

It's heartening to read about the ways in which people still feel drawn to this place, like returning home after a long absence. The imagery of the trees growing bigger and the passing of old friends serves as a reminder that nothing stays the same, but the enduring spirit of this community remains.

I love the way you describe the act of writing as "pruning nouns or mowing verbs" - it's such a wonderful metaphor for the way that writing requires us to cultivate and tend to our words. And, as you say, there will always be opportunities to write about the world around us - the sun, the rain, a train - and to connect with others who share our love of language.

Thank you for sharing this lovely poem, it's a beautiful tribute to the enduring power of community and the importance of creative expression.

[Lisasview]

I just reread this and I must say I enjoyed it even more!!
Thank you,
Lisa

[Relic]

My thanks to you. :)

[Lisasview]

You are most welcome!

[Sharon Kim]

This is me! Another great write! Glad to have found my way back! :)

[Relic]

I'm glad you did too, Sharon. Thanks you. :)