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.
It must be autumn already.
It’s the first time that I find
Caramel and candy covered
Apples at the corner store.
They’re delicious, delightful, and delectable.
They are enjoyable and pleasurable.
They are scrumptious and juicy sweet.
I couldn’t wait to eat my caramel apple.
To have that mouthwatering first bite.
But sadly I ended up breaking my front teeth.
By Cristina WilCraft
Read MoreI went pumpkin picking with my cousin’s children
And stumbled upon something that I’ve been missing
A pleasant place full of families
Lots of little kids running around
Pumpkin patches and haystacks all over the site
In a chilly day perfect for a hayride
Through the cornfield maze
Finally finished foraging for food
At a farm far away from home
By Cristina Wilcraft
Read MoreI’m trying to change
An attempt to be anyone else
Aware that that’s not actually achievable
I just want to make you proud
Maybe that’s just a childish delusion
And dreams don’t truly come true, do they?
But it’s not just for you
It’s for me too
Hoping it will make me happy
Fantasyzing that I’ve found my calling
And what if I fail?
A fear like I’ve never felt before
By Amber Black
Read MoreI need to work hard and get some grades to As.
So I really shouldn’t miss any more days.
They say that it’s important.
But I wish I were buoyant
And could sneak out into the hallways.
I really don’t want to be in school.
All these long, dull lectures make me drool.
The teacher is a bore.
I can’t stand this much more.
I rather go jump in the pool.
By Kyle Cork
Read MoreWhen the workday is over and I get home alone
I wait for you as I have my coffee and write
I still can’t stop thinking of you; maybe I’m not all right
Because when the door opens, it still speeds up my heart
You’re making me feel so really silly
And I know that this sounds pretty corny
But being with you is the best part of my day
And hopefully you also feel the same way
By Trevor Cassell
Read MoreHaven’t seen you in a while.
Thought you were buried where there is no coming back.
Here you are.
I’ve been meaning to tell you that you aren’t welcome.
This place is sacred, personal, mine.
Never come back, this is no place for the wicked.
Interruptions are unacceptable.
That is my life.
Six years dissolved by you.
Behind the wall that held me up.
Shame and anger reign supreme.
The mirror.
The bite marks.
The climax.
His ring and the shirt you left behind.
By Anonymous Writer
Read MoreHer appearance is deceiving.
She’s a fluffy, furry feline with a pretty purr and big, bright, brown eyes more beautiful than my own.
Sometimes she can be a real best friend. She’s cuddly, caring, and even full of fun at times. She’s gentle and graceful. She’s laid back and lazy. She’s a clever, crafty, and curious creature.
Other times she can be greedy and grumpy. She can be mischievous and moody.
She is always waiting patiently. When the time is right, without any doubts or regrets, she’ll attack my feet when I’m walking her way.
By Cristina Wilcraft
Read MoreFor twenty four years I’ve been
Pacing these four walls,
Often contemplating if
I’ve cried twenty-four thousand tears.
Twenty-four years waiting to die.
I envy Lady Plath for getting it
Right third try.
Thrice I’ve tried,
Miserably failed.
I’ve plotted countless times,
Thoughts, they’ve remained,
Waiting on my time,
Praying it to be sooner rather than later,
Cut short, knowing it won’t be.
Ready when it strikes,
Foolish me.
Twenty four years I’ve been pacing these four walls…..
Inside my mind.
By Natalie Marie
Read MoreAtop a mountain I saw the village where all my dreams came true,
Once upon a time.
The sun shined bright over the soft grassy rolling hills.
Tall trees, distant and faint,
Like an army of ants scattered in madness in a still image.
Tiny hut houses lined aside faint brick roads.
Too far to see people, but close enough for the nostalgia.
This rock where I sit shows my previous life,
Where I came from.
The place where all my dreams came true,
Once upon a time.
By Seth McAllister
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