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/…person sits delicately
underneath the dogwood tree,
this year, autumn is indecisive;
playing tug of war with…
By Wayne Russell
Read MoreThe Abstract Art Gallery
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Few to no spelling errors.
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We keep the rules pretty lenient because we accept poetry among other freer formed writing styles and formats. You can find more details on our Submission Guidelines.
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…person sits delicately
underneath the dogwood tree,
this year, autumn is indecisive;
playing tug of war with…
By Wayne Russell
Read MoreA poem about the place…
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…mermaid, swimming wild and free.
My hair's floating behind me, where nobody can see.
The ocean calm and…
By Jonna Kihlman
Read MoreMy touchy relationship…
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…and I have a close connection
We go everywhere together.
I see myself through…
By DJ Elton
Read More…looking for a cure
A cure for loneliness
Tried movies, music and masturbation
Like…
By Benjamin Nambu
Read More—written while listening…
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…lines of loss, immortal lines of tears,
I've lived in solitude these long dark, dreary years;
in childhood and in youth…
By Ngoc Nguyen
Read More…is to see you
The moment I enter the rehab
You greet me with a beaming smile
Like the warm sun…
By Shih-Fang Wang
Read More…physical wounds
with her herbs
collected from her scented fields
and shade-hugging…
By Petrouchka Alexieva
Read MoreDaylight Saving Time…
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…implored in earnest
as they stalked me to my chair,
why supper wasn’t…
By Ken Gosse
Read More….autumn, close to winter
Verdant leaves turned to crumbling parchment
Leaving bare grey limbs…
By Mike Turner
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.