A Conversation for The Café

The Colors

Post 1

Scout Abaris (resident Dedalus; no longer Undercover)

And we waved our little hands
Through the ash and cinder
And eyes glistening we watched the flaming threaded cancer
The sphere we stood on would regain its beauty once again
Because these colors would not remain
Upon the eyes of men
"It stands for Liberty!"
They had said
Its what we'd all been told
Among the Foolish and the Dead
A smoldering blindfold


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Post 2

Irving Washington - Gone Writing

Beautiful... yet somehow unsettling.


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Post 3

Scout Abaris (resident Dedalus; no longer Undercover)

Ha! Ha! Ha! (sorry I'm a little giddysmiley - smiley The poem was inspired by a Dave Mattews song (no I'm not promoting him or anything to do with his band) about everyone being alike but fear keeping us apart and stuff. So no, people Aren't being burned if anyone was mislead.


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Post 4

Irving Washington - Gone Writing

*looks around*

I guess "anyone" means me. No, I wasn't mislead. Good poem.


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Post 5

Scout Abaris (resident Dedalus; no longer Undercover)

When I said "anyone" I meant "anyone who read it and didn't post anything"... I guess. That is, if anyone else DID read it and therefore this would be pertaining to them. OK? So long and thanks for liking it. smiley - smiley


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