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Leanne Neill·June 7, 2017

REMEMBRANCE written by: Leanne Neill @LeanneNeill2 They’ll float out to her again one day, from those books...

English Poetry

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Heave To

James Gable·June 3, 2017

Heave To written by: James Gable Some boats sink themselves slightly in order to sleep—they awake with...

English Poetry

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She written by Madhoora Bhattacharya at Spillwords.com

She

Madhoora Bhattacharya·June 1, 2017

She written by: Madhoora Bhattacharya @madhooraluna Sitting by the lake, She looked into the sky Still tangled...

Poetry English

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Run written by Natalia Aeschliman at Spillwords.com

Run

Natalia Aeschliman·May 16, 2017

Run written by: Natalia Aeschliman @NataliaAeschlim Old friends, new flames Away from the darkness Masks come off...

English Poetry

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I, All My Being Slowly Aging

Lance Sheridan·April 25, 2017

i, all my being slowly aging written by: Lance Sheridan @PlaitedPoems Age, you came by way of...

English Featured Post Poetry

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Searching and Found

G.R. Weslo·April 15, 2017

Searching and Found written by: G.R. Weslo When I was young I would walk through the fields...

Poetry English

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MY MOTHER IS TIRED..

Dr Ramakrishna Perugu·April 14, 2017

MY MOTHER IS TIRED.. written by: Dr Ramakrishna Perugu @Poet-Dr-Perugu-Ramakrishna-DLit-127969227290950 She smoothed along for not one or...

Poetry English

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Silenced

Dragonsilk·March 7, 2017

Silenced written by: Dragonsilk @dragons1lk The first shaky steps of a toddler. The shy quiet walk of...

English Poetry

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TIME/PASSION

Stanley Wilkin·February 23, 2017

TIME/PASSION written by: Stanley Wilkin @catalhuyuk What did the old man say as he walked into the...

English Poetry

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Exit Strategy

huntersjames·December 27, 2016

Exit Strategy written by: huntersjames @huntersjames Respect Tex, an honest to god real life in-law, and this...

English

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We Will Beg The Mountains

Anahit Arustamyan·December 18, 2016

We Will Beg The Mountains written by: Anahit Arustamyan @anonarnune20141 Our ages are running to sunset. The...

English

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Finding My Boon

L.S. Deen·November 29, 2016

Finding My Boon written by: L.S. Deen @L_S_Deen I was hoping the summer wouldn’t leave me so...

English

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When You Are Old

Spillwords·September 11, 2016

When You Are Old A Poem by William Butler Yeats WHEN you are old and grey and...

Poetry English Literary Greats

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I Am A Trojan Horse

Anne G·May 22, 2015

I Am a Trojan Horse written by: Anne G @The InkTruth I have always existed. Malicious ruse;...

Anne G English Poetry

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I was born and raised in Yorkshire, England. At fifteen I left school without the skills or maturity to appreciate the wider world. At nineteen I packed a bag and wandered through Europe and North Africa, learning from the road. At twenty‑five I earned the qualifications for university, eventually becoming a high school teacher and later an education manager. Now I live with my amazing wife on an island north of Seattle. After retiring and with encouragement from Spillwords and the Clever Park Writers Group, I traded reports for storytelling. And that's where the fiction began...

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The two computer screens tighten their grip. Tom pivots between them, tracking one while he works on the other. Careful discipline from early morning to close of business. Number crunching, he would have termed it before. Now it’s data management and verification, his task to model and tabulate clients’ financial situations and options. Bookkeeping, he would admit to, in more candid moments. He’s tethered firmly to the task, though, and has been since he started here, nearly two years now. Bound in the rigour the work requires, as if life itself depends on it. Top floor, dormer window ...

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