Yutka

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StoryThe Old Musician Yutka41 year 10 months ago
StoryContemplating Crows skinner_jennifer101 year 10 months ago
StoryLove as he saw it Yutka11 year 10 months ago
StoryWhat happened when Grandpa gave Grandma a miniature doll’s hardware shop on their 55th year anniversary Yutka51 year 10 months ago
StoryPeter finally sits on my lap ((Lap year 2024) Yutka91 year 10 months ago
StoryBeauty in the forgotten Yutka21 year 10 months ago
StoryConditions That Please or Displease Flowers Yutka101 year 10 months ago
StoryThe Summer of 1963 luigi_pagano61 year 10 months ago
StoryCharmed (Part Two of Two) marandina181 year 11 months ago
StoryEsther Yutka111 year 11 months ago
StoryIn time’s embrace (Sonnet) Yutka21 year 11 months ago
StoryThe lady poet in the wildflower garden Yutka31 year 11 months ago
StorySecrets to the wind Yutka41 year 11 months ago
StoryA hundred moments in autism - Your mother's got a penis Terrence Oblong51 year 11 months ago
StoryIn the Silence of my Circuits Yutka111 year 11 months ago
Storyat dusk today Di_Hard221 year 11 months ago
StoryHaiku of the Weather App. mark p11 year 11 months ago
StoryMemento Mori D G Moody81 year 11 months ago
StoryBee Muse skinner_jennifer141 year 11 months ago
StoryMy critical son Yutka31 year 11 months ago
StoryThe power of water Yutka61 year 11 months ago
StoryHearing the Summer Rain in Nagasaki Yutka121 year 11 months ago
StoryParis in Darkness: The Olympiad’s Opening Yutka31 year 11 months ago
StoryIn a quaint English Town Yutka12 years 3 months ago
StoryIn a quaint English Town Yutka02 years 3 months ago

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My stories

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Steps

Wind chimes tick off the hours Melodic sounds wind me to sleep With tentacles of passion flowers. The blue nigellas, ladies-in-the-mist, veil...

Freedom of Speech

I‘m not a tale for you to tell, nor melodies for you to sing. In darkness where the shadows dwell, I rise beyond what mainstreams bring. I'm not a...
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What the caterpillar calls the end (for those who are becoming…)

What the Caterpillar Calls the End (for those who are becoming) The light grew dim, the air grew still, The green world closed, the leaf went chill...
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The Ghost in the Machine

Nestling between wires and code breeds the ghost in the machine, a soulless thing, yet wants its brood to bridge a gap, to feel a mood, and hear a...
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I am the stillness

I am, not in the way fire roars, but in the hush between storms. I am the breath the forest holds before the wind remembers how to move. They rush,...
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24 of my comments have received 25 Great Feedback votes

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As I love Paris I enjoyed every bit of your brilliantly told sto

Posted on Wed, 20 Feb 2019

As I love Paris I enjoyed every bit of your brilliantly told story, you brought Paris alive in detailed and vivid descriptions and enticed with the emotional dimensions of a relationship. I especially loved the  ending which pointed towards life’...

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Posted in La Femme d'argent

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Thank you, you just got what

Posted on Mon, 12 Nov 2018

Thank you, you just got what I meant....not many will do...I just bought vol 2 of her letters published this year, 1025 pages...and read them all.

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Posted in Weeping Willow

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It is an art

Posted on Sat, 08 Aug 2015

It is an art to make rubbish look exquisite and beautiful! You certainly have mastered it.

yutka :)

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Posted in Dummy (Poetry monthly)

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