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.
The Fuegian's had …
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…first word after stepping from cabin to deck was probably - brrr . . . Tierra del Fuego is cold all year long; spring, summer, winter, and fall, nearly indistinguishable winter temperature soar to as high as …
By K. L. Shipley
Read MoreYou’re hopeless…
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…you never notice anything. We were roosted there, minding are own business, then click, click, click. that lady started clicking…
By K. L. Shipley
Read MoreThere is a dark side…
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… business, this business of humor; dangerous, too, comedians are always talking about, “killin’ their audience. Ordinary folk, in a fit of laughter say, “Stop, stop, please, your killin’ me!”! When a comedian fails to get laughs…
By K. L. Shipley
Read MoreLegend never dies.
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… the 2nd of July, not a cloud was in the sky. Amelia Erhart went flying high that day. ith her partner, Capt. Noone, She sailed off into the sky, And fell into the ocean, far away. Here’s to you, here’s to you, Amelia Erhart, America’s first lady of the…
By K. L. Shipley
Read MorePlain stuff is shrouded…
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…of snow set the bamboo in motion. It seems as though the bamboo is dancing in savage celebration of the winter storm. Nonsense of course. The bamboo does the same dance in summer…
By K. L. Shipley
Read MoreGroups selected by…
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There seems to be confusion about the meaning of the…
By K. L. Shipley
Read MoreYour move next. What‘ll it be?
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…squares of black, white and gray. Black squares lead to failure. White squares lead to success. Gray squares lead to indecision. None of the…
By K. L. Shipley
Read MoreThe mind works best…
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… fiddled with his tie until he’d managed a hopelessly entangled knot. Gordan’s mom sighed! With a single snip of her scissors she freed the tie from Gordan’s…
By K. L. Shipley
Read MoreIf Utopia requires…
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…are two inscriptions on the walls of the Temple at Delphi: Know Thyself; and Nothing in Excess. They were inscribed there some twenty-five hundred years ago. These two aphorisms were wise…
By K. L. Shipley
Read MoreI’ve loyally kept my …
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… remembering seems as much dream as memory. I was four years old. That probably accounts for the haze. We were on a picnic; Dad, Mom, me, and Uncle Gordan. I remember the spindly grill being taken from the trunk …
By K. L. Shipley
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