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    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.

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Poetry storm

The World Between the Words
At sky's edge,
Thunder portents violence.
Rain whispers.
This is calm.

Face upward.
Arms outward.
Rain invites her.
This is hope.

Clouds transform to dragons and gods.
Caged in a hurricane,
Rain lashes her.
This is fury.

Lightning strikes close,
Earth shudders from its scream.
Wind claws her,
This is destruction.

Water rises,
Swallows her,
Cleanses her,
This is release.

Sun awakens,
Gazes at her.
Warmth blesses her.
This is peace.
 
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