Yutka

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TypeTitleAuthorRepliesLast updated
StoryWeeping Willow Yutka35 years 5 months ago
StoryCot Death Yutka55 years 5 months ago
StoryPoppy Parson Thru75 years 5 months ago
StoryIN THE PARK Alice Hamilton85 years 5 months ago
StoryA Dark Outlook luigi_pagano25 years 5 months ago
StoryLosing is easy Yutka15 years 5 months ago
StorySong from the ashes Yutka15 years 9 months ago
StoryThe Cutting Room Philip Sidney126 years 1 month ago
StoryTogether Yutka16 years 2 months ago
Story“As a watch in the night” (Psalm90,4-6) Yutka16 years 2 months ago
StoryUpside down world Yutka26 years 2 months ago
StoryDead young soldiers Yutka06 years 3 months ago
StoryFind me the feelings Yutka16 years 3 months ago
StoryIn between Yutka06 years 3 months ago
StoryAutumnal Haikus well-wisher26 years 6 months ago
StoryWorld of words Yutka26 years 6 months ago
StoryUnlikely ivoryfishbone97 years 4 months ago
StoryDummy (Poetry monthly) Pat G148 years 7 months ago
StoryTen Things I Love (and She Hates) luigi_pagano148 years 8 months ago
StoryRhythm of my soul Penny4athought48 years 8 months ago
StoryI am not asking you to love me Yutka08 years 8 months ago
Storywhen love and wisdom met Yutka138 years 9 months ago
StoryOld age and crocodiles Yutka08 years 9 months ago
StoryWater slows the troubled heart Yutka68 years 9 months ago
StoryI still feel you Yutka128 years 9 months ago

My stories

Cherry

Novice to Death

The churchyard hems the novice in. The earth is cool, the grave is deep. Is she asleep or listening? The wooden casket feels her pain now quiet but...
Gold cherry

another kind of melody

I spend the night with the silence, cool my fevered thoughts about my life. Smoothing the pain, recalling joy I listen to the inward hesitation of...

LAND, SKY AND THE RED MOON

Land went asleep, her hills and valleys lit by early twilight moon. Her misty breath rose with owl’s call into the shape of clouds that raised Sky’s...

The Beast of A I

Its living statue stands high above the waves in the beautiful light of curved matter it equips the bare skin of the planets with its own substance...

In search of Paradise

Below the stars, all was created in night-black dampness, out of rains fermented in the chalice of volcanoes where fires sprang up, unabated. Light-...

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