The Abstract Art Gallery
A writing gallery created by writers from around the world. From poetry to song lyrics, from essays to entire novels and short stories.
Aren't all command…
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… can almost hear the roll of thunder behind the words. The decree precludes any possibility of negotiation or exception. Are there any among us who would not like to have such power? Even timid people secretly wish they could …
By K. L. Shipley
Read More… now in your hands is today, the present, in which you can do good, forgive, repent, adopt new habits and strategies to change the course of your …
By Benjamin Nambu
Read MoreIsn't a dove carrying an olive …
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… do it in slow-motion, one pinpoint strike drawing one drop of blood per peck. They would happily kill faster if they had any weapon deadlier than their ….
By K. L. Shipley
Read MoreEvery father has a grandfather.
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…Robert Billups was father to an ever-growing tribe of offspring - children…
By K. L. Shipley
Read MoreDad and I were more alike…
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…but our children inherit our genes. Genes don't die. Genes are immortal in the same way computer chips are immortal. Flesh and bone turn to dust; genes turn to the next host…
By K. L Shipley
Read MoreClassics are redeemed…
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… come and go. Good stays the same. I learned this wisdom from a man who fled his native Romania after the communists took over. His name was…
By K. L. Shipley
Read MoreI wonder how much of…
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…name was Judy, I think. Don’t remember her last name. She walked in off-the-street looking for a job - just out of high school - with no experience and no particular skill. She was plain, short, a bit of a pudge, and completely…
By K. L. Shipley
Read MoreThe awesome prowess …
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…notice of Achilles came when I was very young. I had only to reach behind my head to the bookcase that also served as headboard. The encyclopedias of Funk & Wagnalls stretched the length of the shelf. Sometime around third grade…
By K. L. Shipley
Read MoreTimmy wonders why…
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…was never robust, certainly not daring. His siblings and cousins forgot that he even existed. That was all fine with Timmy. He found all that rushing about…
By K. L. Shipley
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