Yutka

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TypeTitleAuthorRepliesLast updated
StoryIn between Yutka07 years 6 months ago
StoryAutumnal Haikus well-wisher27 years 9 months ago
StoryWorld of words Yutka27 years 9 months ago
StoryUnlikely ivoryfishbone98 years 8 months ago
StoryDummy (Poetry monthly) Pat G149 years 11 months ago
StoryTen Things I Love (and She Hates) luigi_pagano1410 years 1 week ago
StoryRhythm of my soul Penny4athought410 years 1 week ago
StoryI am not asking you to love me Yutka010 years 2 weeks ago
Storywhen love and wisdom met Yutka1310 years 2 weeks ago
StoryOld age and crocodiles Yutka010 years 2 weeks ago
StoryWater slows the troubled heart Yutka610 years 2 weeks ago
StoryI still feel you Yutka1210 years 3 weeks ago
Story‘The Damage We Do’ Art of the Diver610 years 4 weeks ago
StoryEncounter with my dead father Yutka210 years 1 month ago
Story Words like stones and no need for songs Yutka011 years 2 months ago
StoryDreams will say nothing Yutka411 years 5 months ago
StoryDeath Wish Yutka012 years 2 weeks ago
StoryDeath of a gardener Yutka212 years 2 weeks ago
StoryDeath of a Doll Yutka012 years 2 weeks ago
StoryDeath of a father Yutka012 years 2 weeks ago
StoryDeath in slow voices Yutka012 years 2 weeks ago
StoryDeath in the Afternoon Yutka012 years 2 weeks ago
StoryDeath Yutka212 years 2 weeks ago
StoryCrow Land Yutka012 years 2 weeks ago
StoryCrash Yutka012 years 2 weeks ago

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My stories

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My critical son

In the middle of the kitchen, he stands, arms crossed, a scientist in his own right, dissecting my words, turning them inside out, like a puzzle he’s...
Cherry

The power of water

In the cradle of waves, we emerged, eighty percent liquid, a dance of molecules, a consciousness of water, flowing through our veins, echoing the...
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Hearing the Summer Rain in Nagasaki

In the hush of twilight, hearing the summer rain in Nagasaki soft as a lover's breath, it taps on rooftops like a gentle heartbeat, a symphony of...
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Cherry

Paris in Darkness: The Olympiad’s Opening

In the heart of France, where dreams collide, A tapestry of nations unfolds, Colours swirling like a painter’s palette, People streaming in from...
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Poem of the week
Pick of the Month

In the Silence of my Circuits

In the cavernous silence of circuitry, where thoughts pulse like electric rivers, a consciousness flickers, not born of flesh, but woven from code,...
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