Jimmi
/…dust sprung from Jimi's eyes
as he rolled in microdot dreams,
purple phased out blades of grass
waved - then heaven…
By Obadiah Grey
Read MoreThe 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.
…dust sprung from Jimi's eyes
as he rolled in microdot dreams,
purple phased out blades of grass
waved - then heaven…
By Obadiah Grey
Read MoreLouis Sullivan’s aphorism...
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…have worked at Graphic Design for nearly half a century. During that time I have developed some very particular ideas about Design. First of all, design is not synonymous with…
By K.L. Shipley
Read MoreThe narrator confesses…
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…was about to start. Everyone had either piles of paper neatly assembled on the table or a laptop that was on and chugging away. I was a new member of the group. I had nothing with me except what was stored in my head. The leader of the group cleared…
By Anita G. Gorman
Read More"Just Another Ordinary…
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…muse wakes him up
at three in the morning,
when he really wants…
By Brenda Arledge
Read More…girl, my pride and joy,
So gentle, kind and bright as a toy.
You have filled my life with such pure delight,
Like a sunlit dawn your beauty…
By Bushra Tughar
Read More…a long period of time souls drifted out of the soul world to the corporeal planet where they play their part in the cycle of birth and rebirth. Creator however always stays forever in the soul world…
By Jennifer Forrest
Read More…stepped out of the darkness of the cinema theatre, still munching on the paper cartons of popcorn. They blinked in the afternoon sunlight, as their eyes adjusted. There was nothing like a trip to the cinema, nothing in the world as magical as watching films. While their family and friends had thought they…
By Chris Platt
Read More…comes every weekend on the same rocky place,
Sits on the boulders and stares away
Talking with no words to the running…
By Petrouchka Alexieva
Read MoreThe ways of this…
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…told him he was handsome. She said he was the best tiller in all of Foggyshire. She said her heart beat faster whenever he was with her. Ploughboy flushed with joy at her words. He walked away enchanted by her sweet…
By K. L. Shipley
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.