From the Drabble’s feed. A beautiful poem that I wanted to share with everyone. By Johnlmalone The bus shelter at the end of our street grinds its teeth at night. Sometimes I sit with it, hold its hand, listen to its tale of drunks and suicides, of lycanthropes baying at the full moon, of lostContinueContinue reading “Lopsided Moon by Johnlmalone”
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Sharing from The Drabble
“Bridges mean nothing to those with wings…” love that line! By D.F. Parizeau In the silence between hurricanes, expired passports and paper planes, I’ve spent too many days contemplating my retreat; bridges mean nothing to those with wings. The pain of leaving sits crimson in my chest. Must I fall before first flight? Skin rawContinueContinue reading “Sharing from The Drabble”
In the End — Sharing
Another great piece on the Drabble. How can someone be so riveting in so little words?! By Donna L. Greenwood “When they drop the bomb, there’ll be nothing left worth surviving for,” he said. And then they dropped the bomb. I couldn’t bring myself to gobble up the pills or drink the vodka he hadContinueContinue reading “In the End — Sharing”
Sharing beautiful poetry
Found on the Drabble and wanted to share this gorgeous piece. By Siobhan Atkins Who knows the weight of a collapsing star I only know it has crushed me After holding that space alone for so long My arms have given way and folded Concertina-like Against this brittle cold Where even the promise of supernovaContinueContinue reading “Sharing beautiful poetry”
Childhood Pranks —
Reblogged from The Drabble. I couldn’t not share this one. Too funny. By The Urban Spaceman Two weeks into summer break and bored out of their minds, Tommy and D.J. rode their bikes two miles to the abandoned church in the countryside. They spent three days chiselling the image of a giant penis into anContinueContinue reading “Childhood Pranks —”