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.
Churr & Click spent their days in …
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Churrr was Chickadee. Click was Sparrow. They had been friends since fledging last spring. No one approved of their friendship but them. Churrr’s father thought her friendship with a Sparrow indecent. Click’s father thought it foolish. Their mothers…
By K. L. Shipley
Read MoreThe phrase, “Nobody cares…
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You can’t. No one can. No matter how sympathetic, or empathetic, you may be to someone else’s pain, you can’t feel it. The nervous system only works for…
By K. L. Shipley
Read MoreLocal flora grow as they will.
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Too often overlooked because of their undemanding ways. Local flora wait demurely like wallflowers never asked to dance, while exotic flora flirt…
By K. L. Shipley
Read MoreWhen there's nothing left to adore.
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Yes, it’s come to that.
When this cup is drunk…
By K. L. Shipley
Read MoreI vow to together, apart.
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Another quiet morning. I sit with my coffee and look through the window. Outside I see Squirrel sitting on her balcony, thoughtfully chewing on …
By K. L. Shipley
Read MoreNot all fun need be frenetic.
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A tranquil pattering on the leaves, ozone breathing through the screen, thunder rumbling far away, and balmy breeze casting grace ….
By K. L. Shipley
Read MoreIt’ll probably show up…
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So, are you using your little lantern to illuminate ideas that need illuminating? No? I didn’t think so. Well-meaning illumination…
By K. L. Shipley
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