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/…child in my class walked up to me and told me that he spotted me walking to school and he told his dad to pick me up in their car but his father said they were late and the stop would delay them…
By Benjamin Nambu
Read MoreThe 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.
…child in my class walked up to me and told me that he spotted me walking to school and he told his dad to pick me up in their car but his father said they were late and the stop would delay them…
By Benjamin Nambu
Read More…not lost. So much time has been wasted. But all is never lost. A tree hacked to half its size sprouts again so long as it is still rooted in the…
By Benjamin Nambu
Read MoreOctopuses are mysterious…
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…I was a kid in the 50’s, I was intrigued by Plastic Man’s one flaw in his superpower; his colors stayed the same even when he changed his shape. Those colors were an automatic…
By K. L. Shipley
Read MoreGrowth reveals what's next.
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…might that be? We may imagine we know. We don’t. Nonetheless, many look forward to every new thing with happy anticipation. I can understand such expectation in children for…
By K. L. Shipley
Read More…night when sleep is far off, pictures of lost creatures precess through my mind. Not a fond memory is found, just dead images of those whom I rarely think of consciously though I…
By Buckspinster
Read MoreI’m not sure, but such…
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…you know what you know is true. You don’t. You can’t. No one can. The reality is that we can never know that anything is absolutely, no doubt about it, 100% true. That does not stop us from…
By K. L. Shipley
Read MoreMeaning is important, but so too is insinuation and association.
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…many say, "in the gloaming", these days. Too bad. Gloaming is a fine old Scottish word for twilight, with a poetically mystical cadence in its very pronunciation. Glowing and gloaming are linguistic…
By K. L. Shipley
Read MoreMove down, move…
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….felt dreadfully puzzled. The Hatter's remark seemed to have no sort of meaning in it, and yet…
By K. L. Shipley
Read MoreAunt Maxine never heard…
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…Aunt Maxine has lived her whole life in the simple straightforward manner of children, animals and saints. She is without guile or artifice. She says what she thinks, and she means what…
By K. L. Shipley
Read MoreIt was almost too good to be true.
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In 1894 a mysterious collection of erotic poems was published in Paris. They were presented as work…
By K. L. Shipley
Read MoreGrey Thoughts is a place for a multitude of creators in numerous different mediums to display their creative projects for the world to see.