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.
… found a free seat on the bus. As the bus trundled its way across the city, he rummaged in his rucksack for his pen and paper. The traffic was the usual rush-hour gridlock. He didn’t mind the morning slog. The journey to work gave him chance to work on his latest...
By Chris Platt
Read More…to forget who you
are so you can see me the way
I see you—an angel, nothing less,
and everything worth …
By Andy Cooper
Read More… you are crowned queen for the day,
Whatever you think you're allowed to say.
It doesn't matter if it's wrong or right.
You can be who you want…
By Simple Sue
Read MoreSometimes an unpleasant…
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… butterscotch dessert was always a treat.
However, this time it looked like grey concrete.
Did she use an unusually high…
By Debby Hackbarth
Read MoreEverything falls apart…
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…customer asks the contractor about his newly paved concrete driveway, “Is this concrete guaranteed”? The contractor replies, “It’s guaranteed to…
By K. L. Shipley
Read MoreConcrete is indeed strong…
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… is used to make a sidewalk.
The material is sturdy but, made of ruptured rock.
A reliable person is like a firm …
By Debby Hackbarth
Read MoreAren'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…took a sip of his pint of beer and sighed. It had been a bad day at the office, so rather than chilling on his sofa that evening, he’d opted to go to the pub over the road for a few drinks. He ordered a pint of cold, crisp lager and found a spot on a stool at a tall…
By Chris Platt
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