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.
One of my first poetic endeavors with sea-faring poetry
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…O' buoyant rumpus grumpus; er' steamy clam'd drenched breaths do'eth shower mine hope's, when chanced I lay floating dreamingly, hammocked 'mognst the stays, you drifted seemingly, truly unafraid past this oaken'd ship as I sway.....lo', tis thine sanguineness, er' Pacific blue spray touched mine eternal spirit, O' soul, 'ore I feel in love with cetatious creatures at....
By A.T.Hirsch
Read MorePoetry in my Head
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…traveled far from where I sit amongst my stuff and things.
My mind has wandered far and wide afield in all my dreams.
There's lessons learned and friends well kept for moments of despair.
And life is what I've come to know of wild empty stares.
Far reaching from my coffee cup, across the page I write.
The circles stain, where the cup has lain, while I take my sip and sup.
Majestic borders guard my mind, imagination freely reigns.
The calm and wild expatriate, the dissident disdains.
I mark my passing with no trace and…
By RayFed
…am gonna create songs for her
And she gonna sing it for me
Oh oh oh life is beautiful
Oh oh oh you make it meaningful
Sometimes I go with her
And we date altogether
In the sleep angels land
Full of love life that is combined…
By Moin Uddin
A folk-style song lyric - seasonal reflection on failed ambition
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…life I’ve lived, before me
reflects in autumn skies
Scenes of roads I’ve traveled
Replay across my mind
Shadows now are falling
O’er my empty home
The autumn skies grow cloudy…
By Mike Turner
The swimming pool is long gone, but the memories are forever bound.
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…rocks are sharp under my bare feet.
The concrete is warm from the summer sun.
My towel is bundled on the ground.
It’s to the water I run.
A whistle blows and a lifeguard yells, “Walk!”
The heat of the day is beading on my skin.
I hear the shouts from children splashing.
I jump in.
From the diving board I hear…
By Sonja McGiboney
Perception as a window to the soul...
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…your mind
Close up your eyes to see
Envision that which has not been
Such wonders do conceive
Cast your thoughts
‘Cross space and time
Locate what you believe
Imagine all that is as one
What’s I, is you, is we
Still your heart
Find at its core
Your purpose to achieve
And know that all awaits your soul
You only need…
By Mike Turner
…but not a curse
A place could be haunted and vaunted
Standing up against a polemic public
Bygone bright orange pylon
Thinking of my fair weather friend
Didn’t move away or stray
Can’t find my backpack
Windmill out of my window sill
What if you destroy or lose something that you love?
Only originals, not copies
Your name is an adjective, an expression
It’s…
By Samantha Merz
Read MoreCome sweet slumbering darkness, enfold me in thy purple cloak.
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…the breeze did blow, upon that summers night.
Asleep in bed how could she know, bereft of second sight?
No given pause by symbols sacred, he stole across her floor
and in perfection found her naked, desired her, his whore.
No common wench that lay before him, for once let down his guard.
His face grew grim, nonetheless, stirred deep within his heart.
These feelings were, to him unknown, his heart too hard to trust.
Yet he let slip a defeated groan, overcome with love and…
By RayFed
Read MoreAlas and alack! Dreadful and oppressive are the inescapable realities of becoming older and being a lovelorn bachelor after my spring and youthful prime.
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…mourn for the death of my erstwhile youth,
a time of innocence and naive bliss
which hid from me life's dark, unpleasant truth,
but for ever holds all the joys I miss;
a time of mannish beauty, brawn and thews,
as of a Greek god in his peerless prime
like Heracles of fabled strength, sinews
and might that's of renown from mythic time.
But, O Desire!...how do I most long for
your renewal (in my…
By Ngoc Nguyen
…love for you is purer
You are the world
You are the creator
Within you lies
Our happiness and smiles
Mountain and River
My love for you is purer
You are my tree
I am your fruit
You are my stem
I am your branch
Mountain and River
My love for you is purer
Life is beautiful
You are wonderful
You are my story
I am your writer
Mountain and River
My love for you is purer
Oh oh my princess
You are my dearest
Let's move above the fairy lands
And live life happily holding each…
By Moin Uddin
