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Christmas Carol

Spillwords·December 26, 2021

Christmas Carol a poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar Ring out, ye bells! All Nature swells With gladness...

Literary Greats Poetry English

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Demon

Jay Mora-Shihadeh·December 3, 2021

Demon written by: Jay Mora-Shihadeh @painterspalate The night hugs you Prickly and tight The demon of the...

Poetry Haunted Holidays English

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In The Stillness of The Morning

Mike Turner·November 22, 2021

In The Stillness of The Morning written by: Mike Turner @SchoonerSkipper I am comforted By the stillness...

English Poetry

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November

Spillwords·November 7, 2021

November a poem by Thomas Hood No sun – no moon! No morn – no noon –...

Poetry English Literary Greats

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The End Of The Burning Hot Suns

Wieslaw W Falkowski·October 17, 2021

The End Of The Burning Hot Suns written by: Wieslaw W Falkowski translated by: Renata Hildich - and this luminous streak...

Poetry Polish English International

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Nothing Gold Can Stay

Spillwords·October 17, 2021

Nothing Gold Can Stay a poem by Robert Frost Nature’s first green is gold, Her hardest hue...

Literary Greats Poetry English

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An Excursion With I

Vandana Saxena·October 3, 2021

An Excursion With I written by: Vandana Saxena @Vandanas_pen Weary of my mundane routine, I stole a...

English Poetry

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The Black Swan

Elizabeth Barton·September 19, 2021

The Black Swan written by: Elizabeth Barton @DestinyAngel25 With uncanny stealth, an eidolon feathered with paradoxes, it cut...

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Hold Tight

Edward Donnelly·August 19, 2021

Hold Tight written by: Edward Donnelly @odetoapoet Hold tight if you’re lonely The robins will sing at...

Poetry English

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Caffeine at Dawn

RJ Tungsten·August 4, 2021

Caffeine at Dawn written by: RJ Tungsten morning chill absorbed ceramic mug produced heat coffee steam inhaled...

Poetry English

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Invisible Umbilical

Kim M. Russell·August 2, 2021

Invisible Umbilical written by: Kim M. Russell @kim88110 The unborn sleep and wake to their mothers’ heartbeats...

Poetry English

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Seabird Comedy Club

Clive Grewcock·July 24, 2021

Seabird Comedy Club written by: Clive Grewcock Piercing cackles shatter the dawn As the roughnecks wake and...

Nature’s Medley

Franci Eugenia Hoffman·July 21, 2021

Nature’s Medley written by: Franci Eugenia Hoffman @FranceH45083335 flower moon blooming spirits dance with budding stars embracing...

Poetry English

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Mimosa Pudica

Miriam Devaprasana·July 19, 2021

Mimosa Pudica (Touch Me Not) written by: Miriam Devaprasana I open up to you, like the dawn...

Poetry English

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After a long career tinkering in telecommunications, Jim Bartlett switched to tinkering with writing fiction, both requiring a stretch of the imagination. In the course of putting his fingers to the keyboard, he's been fortunate to have quite a number of his stories featured both in print and online in several wonderful publications, including a story selected for "The Best of Fiction on the Web, 1996 – 2017" anthology. While mentally he strolls along a warm California beach with his wife and golden retriever (shhh, she doesn't know she's a dog), physically they reside on a special little island in the Pacific Northwest.

Reaper by Sharon Frame Gay

As an orphaned son of an orphan, I always see the glass as half empty. I picture the water murky and lukewarm, a waterline etched below the rim. Maybe with an ash or two floating at the bottom, because that’s what I do for a living. I deal with ashes. The remains of the deceased. No matter how those who pass away see their glass, meager or full, they eventually end up in a satchel carried on my shoulder.
My business card reads “Morton Stark Transport.” I’m called upon to disperse the ashes of the dearly departed and honor their final wishes. People hire me to escort the remains throughout the world ...

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