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.
A Poem I wrote after…
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…old house I found a creepy old doll. I bent to pick it up and boy did I have a fall. I stood up had a lump on my head, but otherwise alright. I looked out the window, day had turned to night. I looked and looked but did…
By Shirley Smothers
Read More… on the edge
of the highest mountain
fear has no room in my heart.
I shake not, I stand…
By Lawal Rasheed
Read More…said, removing her glasses and bringing her left hand up to massage her temples. She was sitting in her computer chair with her legs crossed. Myer sat on her light couch, lowered his chin, and exhaled. “You’re the doctor,” he said. Myer came now and then for medication…
By Andy Cooper
Read More.. there in rows, not columns,
blood and sweat and tears you’ll bleed
while seeking what you need through slaloms,
zig-zagging at breakneck …
By Ken Gosse
Read More… I express my joy in thee;
but sorrow drains desire, and grace received,
depriving me of your vivacious sea
of gilded imagery…
By Ngoc Nguyen
Read More… for everything,
all I remember about Layla,
her kiss was among the least.
I missed only her soft …
By Andy Cooper
Read More… I was younger
I did not treasure time—
day in and day out
I believed it would never …
By Shih-Fang Wang
Read More…taste the poet's plight, youth, love, the Muse
together inspire this reflective rhyme,
this thoughtful ode, for once more I must choose
to look inward before the end of…
By Ngoc Nguyen
Read More…still courses through my veins
I’m feeling that my life-force wanes
Head is groggy, sight grows dim
Weight is heavy in my …
By Mike Turner
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