http://slow.writerscafe.org/Hats_Of-Insanity The original writings of author Jessica Weed en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776192120 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Do you ever stand on the edge of a group,Not quite involved, and not quite excluded,Feeling like you’re teetering on the top of a mountain,And either way you lean-Whether you engage yourself or walk away-You’re taking a plunge? Do you ever imagine that.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hats_Of-Insanity/1471219/ Icame upon a flower sweet,Smilingface of gold,Attract’dmy nose by its perfume,Beautifuland bold. Iplucked the flower from its bedAndstared, aghast, it wilted!Tarnishedpetals fell in my hands,Revealedthe flower gilded. Attacked.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hats_Of-Insanity/1464238/ When the skies are scarlet,our hearts flare into flame.We could burn the whole city down,we’re too in love to be ashamed. Stoic walls don’t hold the free of heart,we’ll dance in the street instead.A love affair with window lights,spirits flying .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hats_Of-Insanity/1463120/