I Remember The Light
/I remember
when you were young
like a sapling just emerging
naive eyes filled with …
By Shih-Fang Wang
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Submit your own writing for display in The Writers Club. Short Stories, Flash Fiction, Poetry, Rants, Articles, Essays and all other formats welcome.
The Writers Club Get eyes on your writing or read from our massive archive. A free to use, user friendly digital publication. Thousands of works. From poetry and flash fiction to essays and entire novels.
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The main requirements include:
Few to no spelling errors.
The work should be coherent.
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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I remember
when you were young
like a sapling just emerging
naive eyes filled with …
By Shih-Fang Wang
Read MoreLife may seem plain
the world may appear dull
yet if you are gifted
with an innate sense of …
By Shih-Fang Wang
Read MoreI want to choose, but life’s demands refuse;
still, with intent, I spin these lines in rhyme.
The world denies, distorts what I would use,
yet I hold course in this unyielding …
By Ngoc Nguyen
Read MoreThere are many ways…
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What’s your definition of fun?
Do you like to bake your skin in the sun?
How about watching your child …
By Debby Hackbarth
Read MoreWhen we met, it felt unreal.
Before we touched, I knew how it would feel.
When we hugged, it felt like home.
You are why I wrote happy …
By Simple Sue
Read MoreWhat goes around, even in fun…
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A crude joke had been started for fun
about what someone did to someone.
Nothing new. Naughty fluff…
By Ken Gosse
Read MoreLiving one’s own peace
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A scarred amygdala remembers critical crises
The scar tissue is mini mountain ranges navigating painful memories
Raised red levees to remind one of past…
By Barefoot Cajun
Read MoreOtis was, first and foremost,
a drunk—whisky in hand.
He’d sober up, or fail.
An angel could save…
By Andy Cooper
Read MoreA chilling tale, opening…
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Without a palindrome or plan
I grabbed a nearby spray-paint can
and rustic lantern, much…
By Ken Gosse
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.