Yutka

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TypeTitleAuthorRepliesLast updated
StoryLosing is easy Yutka17 years 5 months ago
StorySong from the ashes Yutka17 years 8 months ago
StoryThe Cutting Room Philip Sidney128 years 1 month ago
StoryTogether Yutka18 years 1 month ago
Story“As a watch in the night” (Psalm90,4-6) Yutka18 years 1 month ago
StoryUpside down world Yutka28 years 1 month ago
StoryDead young soldiers Yutka08 years 2 months ago
StoryFind me the feelings Yutka18 years 2 months ago
StoryIn between Yutka08 years 2 months ago
StoryAutumnal Haikus well-wisher28 years 5 months ago
StoryWorld of words Yutka28 years 5 months ago
StoryUnlikely ivoryfishbone99 years 4 months ago
StoryDummy (Poetry monthly) Pat G1410 years 7 months ago
StoryTen Things I Love (and She Hates) luigi_pagano1410 years 8 months ago
StoryRhythm of my soul Penny4athought410 years 8 months ago
StoryI am not asking you to love me Yutka010 years 8 months ago
Storywhen love and wisdom met Yutka1310 years 8 months ago
StoryOld age and crocodiles Yutka010 years 8 months ago
StoryWater slows the troubled heart Yutka610 years 8 months ago
StoryI still feel you Yutka1210 years 8 months ago
Story‘The Damage We Do’ Art of the Diver610 years 9 months ago
StoryEncounter with my dead father Yutka210 years 9 months ago
Story Words like stones and no need for songs Yutka011 years 10 months ago
StoryDreams will say nothing Yutka412 years 1 month ago
StoryDeath Wish Yutka012 years 8 months ago

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My stories

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Peter finally sits on my lap ((Lap year 2024)

In the quiet corners of our home, Peter the cat, a creature of mystery, for seventeen years danced through shadows, never one to settle, never one to...
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Beauty in the forgotten

In the gallery of thoughts, where opinions are brushstrokes, each hue a touch of the self, I stand, palette in hand, unfurling my own colours, bold...
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Poem of the week

Conditions That Please or Displease Flowers

In the heart of a clean room, where sunlight spills, A window frames the world, a clear portal to dreams, Here, flowers blossom, nurtured by tender...
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Esther

In the quiet corners of her heart, Esther’s voice, “Please let me be allowed to write about peace,” her pen trembling, sipping the ink of hope from...
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Secrets to the wind

In the fading light of a decaying port, where the gulls cry secrets to the wind, I can imagine quite easily, the salt-tinged air thick with stories,...
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