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.
…popular main course in Portuguese culture
Salada de polvo
Not to be confused with chicken salad
Polvo does not mean poultry
Translates to octopus
Found this out the hard way while out for dinner
It was a group setting
Ordered the dish without a second thought
When it arrived at the table, I was confused
The server clarified that the octopus salad was for me
My mouth replied thank you but my eyes stared at the table
Laughter and inside jokes came from my…
By Samantha Merz
Read More…world is all into your eyes
I go to ride in those beautiful skies
The angels are readying for you to come
As soon as you come those lands will be having much more fun.
Oh darling you are in my dream
You come to me
And I embrace you
I kiss on your forehead
And hug you tight
Oh oh my beautiful
You are my light
I don't know how could I live all those tales
With you and only you in underwater jewels
The affection blended with love and care
Bringing out the moments of precious journey into…
By Moin Uddin
In the wake of the latest rounds of gun violence in America...
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…day of school
Third grade
Reading and math and playgrounds
The bus ride home
Playing in the yard until dark
Dinner with Mom and Dad
Tucked in with kisses at bedtime
Dreams of sunlit days and rainbows
That's how the story should have ended
But
Came and angry young man with a gun
Shopping at the mall
Afternoon respite
Picking clothes and toys and trinkets
A bassinet
The drive home
Painting the nursery
A quiet evening together
Choosing a name
Planning all your tomorrows
That's how the story…
By Mike Turner
…been high as a kite, lower than ditch slug in this short life I've lived so far.
I've seen people crying to loved ones passing hospital halls to loved ones crying as newborns are brought into this unique black hole of existence we call life.
I've seen the ugly side of people I've only known good sides about, growing like cancer each second as life becomes too much for them to handle.
I've seen bad people cry the most sincere tears, dripping from their neck down to their button up shirts.
I've heard the biggest lies, and found the smallest…
By Darrell Wardsteele
Read MoreThinking back:The time it took to get from A to B. That final conclusion, the summary.
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…believe that I was born happy.
Soft.
Smooth.
Innocent.
Untroubled.
The World decided it was going
To show up.
Decisions needed to be made.
Lessons needed to be learned.
Finally. . .
Thinking I know
Who
I
actually…
By Linda St. Vincent John
Read More…I knew the butterfly's name, I
knew of its wings,
I knew of its dark
shadows and ability to transform
things.
My Grandma said, "Better days
will come."
A young caterpillar enjoys
the Rising of the Sun.
As I look into all
that I hope to achieve,
I realize I'm no
longer stationary; I shall soon have to
leave.
For many moons have called
upon my name....
I've heard the cries
of many skies and still I came....
To spend my transformation where
I'm appreciated the most,
One butterfly
away from peace. "A Butterfly Away"
from my…
By Poetic X
Read More…the open minded book that is filled with the pleasure and joy of life’s beautiful blessings the sunshine radiates the pureness of each page and gives understanding and clarity of each chapter filled knowledge of one’s own mind heart past life experience and how the gracious lord brought your dirty damaged life back to full strength clarity and the power and strength to make sure you make a beautiful picture and much better encore of the new book filled with your newly created formed book of your God given and shown gifts talents dreams and inspirational…
By The QuietStorm
Read More…is happening to these people
What concerns are they holding
Aren't they satisfied with their business
Or are they just mocking?
I heard numerous things about you
Most people here make a stories that isn't real of you
This makes me to think what is wrong with them in getting to know you.
You're a free soul and you talk what's right for you.
Why don't they see joy in you
When you speak your enthusiasm
Why don't they see; with firm eyes
When you talk combining your passion
You're who you are
That makes the real you
Sometimes you…
By Moin Uddin
Read More…to a frequency
Unheard by many
I thrown up my arms
Feet in rhythms of unknown tunes
Body transcends into
A dance of lunacy
An invisible tune that
Lingers astoundingly
Thrusting the melodies
To carry on
Miseries
Worries
Wounds
Hurts
All discarded in this madness
For one has had enough
Of melancholy
That chained every atom
To restricted joys
The smoke
The fog
The swag
Shall continue
Till every particle of disdain
Is broken
Shattered
Diluted
Washed away
Leaving behind perils
Of elations…
By 'Dusk'
Read More…must I bleed to prove I love
Why must I sacrifice and compromise
While you look into my eyes and tell me lies
Why does my brain hold onto a word
Why won’t my heart believe the action
While your effort to mine is but a fraction
Am I the woman you love
Or merely a hostage
Walking on eggshells, oh so cautious
You’re smiling and playful I drop my guard
Weight on my body is abated
Though the foreboding leaves me deflated
Idealize, devalue, discard, it’s the cycle they say
No matter what I do I’m the…
By Becca Hulen
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