Cherry

Champagne, Maybe

I am drunk and they know. I lift my head. A shard of glass sticks out from low in my stomach, catches the lamppost light. It’s a striking image. I should write a song about it.

ABCtales.com - vote now!

Dear ABCtalers,

A very short message just to urge you all to vote in the next few days in our New Writing Season competition. It's your votes that will determine our winners.

The maximum length of the prose is 500 words - and the poems are all relatively short! There are some crackers in there and I ask you all to participate as I think you'll enjoy the reads. You can find the entries here:

Between Words

Her hands took flight and moved to sculpt her words to give shaped elegance to all she said. She made each word a frozen moment, held beyond another wave of moving air.
Cherry

Large Collider

A boy named Hadron

The Angel of Mons - Chapter ten

Ten

Dave

Ever thought you knew someone, only to find you don't have the slightest clue? Those isolated pearls of wisdom from this man, leave me wanting more. The most gentle human being I have ever met.

The Way They Were

So many lonely miles apart.

Sands of Time

A poem

The Ways of Then

The ways of then ; the three roads crossed Fortuitous friend of the ebony strider Smiling with me for the feast and the pheasant Delicate flagon raised to the galleon

One Moment in Time

One moment in time we'll be plucking This consciousness from the strained air To feel twixt our fast palms an echo Pulsating and earthing lost years You whistle when you should be sucking

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