The world is living memory without thought Music has an unlimited number of percussions For us, there are all manner of repercussions Precursors that like birdsong changes, and Resonates into all spheres all individualities Therein it attracts expands… Read More ›
Are you new to the writing world or just a seasoned writer looking for inspiration? Do you want to have your poem featured to get your name out there? Maybe you love to read poetry and are looking for some… Read More ›
Submitting to independent publishers like Creative Talents Unleashed guarantees your work will remain yours, and we give each writer a fair share of publicity. All the proceeds for our anthologies go into a “starving artist” fund, in order to give… Read More ›
I watched the rabbit slip through the gate into the private garden of my neighbor’s prized pot plants. My neighbor had complained that rabbits must be getting in and feasting on his fabulous foliage. I stealthily approached hoping… Read More ›
I have spent a lifetime trying to break away, trying to break out, trying to find myself. Always on the edge, always on the outside, not quite a part, of it, not quite a beatnik, or a mod, hippy, or… Read More ›
Submitting to independent publishers like Creative Talents Unleashed guarantees your work will remain yours, and we give each writer a fair share of publicity. All the proceeds for our anthologies go into a “starving artist” fund, in order to give… Read More ›
Submitting to independent publishers like Creative Talents Unleashed guarantees your work will remain yours, and we give each writer a fair share of publicity. All the proceeds for our anthologies go into a “starving artist” fund, in order to give… Read More ›
Temperance of valor, greet me with shame steal away with a sword from my leather baldric. Grant me a final wish before ending my life, place me upon a throne with defiant sufferance. Whilst falling in battle on a muddy… Read More ›
Have you heard of CTU’s Starving Artist Fund? When Raja Williams realized the publishing industry was lacking in ways to help people who really had a passion for writing, she decided to take on the task of finding a way… Read More ›
When she sings, she channels all that she’s heard Raising to tiptoe and warbling like a morning bird She sounds as beautiful as the rush of angel wings This is my little songbird, glorious when she sings When… Read More ›
