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When I’ll tell you: “Goodbye!”
When I’ll tell you: “Goodbye!” written by: Irma Kurti The day when I’ll tell you: “Goodbye” and...
The Interview
The Interview written by: Mark Patterson “Sawuboma, Baba, Sir, can I talk to you please?” I open...
Under The Big Oak Tree
Under The Big Oak Tree written by: Loredano Cafaro “There it is!” exclaims Francesco, stopping in his...
The Bench
The Bench written by: Michael McCarthy @FlateyeFiction In the 2010s the UK was stunned by a series...
Love At A Distance
Love at a Distance written by: Nigel de Costa You sit with your legs crossed at the...
My Father’s Hand is Resting
My Father’s Hand is Resting written by: Clive Grewcock My father’s hand is resting there As the...
Yellow Roses
Yellow Roses written by: Sue Marie St. Lee Yellow roses were her favorite. Gerrit presented them to...
The Thinning of The Veil
The Thinning of The Veil written by: Jan McCulloch Despite the passage of many years, they met...
The Park Bench
The Park Bench written by: Nancy Lou Henderson @nlhende49 What a drab day, Elsa thought to herself...
Another Gray Afternoon in Guernica
Another Gray Afternoon in Guernica written by: Kenneth Salzmann Not even the startling red of anguish pooling...
The Children of Autumn
The Children of Autumn written by: Mohamed Ait Ali Let’s sit on this garden bench and mellow...
Gregory Corso Died For Our Sins
Gregory Corso Died For Our Sins written by: Grant Guy he was a pocketbook poet left behind...
Waiting for Valerie
Waiting for Valerie written by: Dr. Gideon Sampson Cecil Leaves are dying for love in autumn A lonely...
Park Bench
Park Bench written by: Eoghan Lyng @eoghanlyng Solitude. My peace is there in the proceeding mist when...
