• Café Life is the Colony's main hangout, watering hole and meeting point.

    This is a place where you'll meet and make writing friends, and indulge in stratospherically-elevated wit or barometrically low humour.

    Some Colonists pop in religiously every day before or after work. Others we see here less regularly, but all are equally welcome. Two important grounds rules…

    • Don't give offence
    • Don't take offence

    We now allow political discussion, but strongly suggest it takes place in the Steam Room, which is a private sub-forum within Café Life. It’s only accessible to Full Members.

    You can dismiss this notice by clicking the "x" box

Poetry It is

The World Between the Words
Invest in You. Get Full Membership now.
Ruthless like the hawk,
Perched on leaf-laced arms of
Time’s ancient masters.
None can resist her hunt.

Persistent like petunias,
Untamed, unashamed,
Pushing through cracks where
Cement block meets sidewalk.

Powerful like the ocean,
Who draws us toward her depths and
Returns to kiss our legs,
Bronzed by unrelenting summer.

Brilliant like the sun,
Rising beneath cloud banks
At dawn’s lid, disarming
Night with tongues of fire.

A breeze that whispers across yellow days.
The moon encircled in clouds’ embrace.
A bell in the distance, the pealing of springs.
What is our love like? So many things.
 
Last edited:

Latest Articles By Litopians

  • The Joy of Lit Mags
    While my first novel is tentatively making its way towards agents who already have too much to read, ...
  • Advertising and Social Media
    There has been much discussion in writing circles about how much a writer has to self-promote these ...
  • Future Abstract: Fights at Night
    SATIRE ALERT: The following abstract is entirely fictional and does not represent actual events or s ...
  • Great Novel Openings Quiz
    As writers, we all know how important it is to grip the reader from the very start. Intriguing, surp ...
  • In The Summertime
    In the early seventies, I had a semi-Afro hairstyle and a shaggy beard. . I thought I looked like th ...
  • Working with a Literary Agent
    The Querying In a previous post I mentioned that I was back in the query trenches. To recap, my earl ...
  • Danger! Danger!
    What is perhaps the most feared creature of the Borneo rainforest, I hear you ask? Who is the King o ...
Back
Top