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Ursula (no. 58 of Women’s names sensual series)

Carrie Magness Radna·December 7, 2020

Ursula (no. 58 of Women’s names sensual series) written by: Carrie Magness Radna @cmrboxwoodstar1 Your mother named...

Haunted Holidays Poetry English

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Unruffled

Alta H Mabin·November 24, 2020

Unruffled written by: Alta H Mabin @h_mabin A moment to myself, a river of memories swallowed by...

English Poetry

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Warrior

Kriti Mangal·September 25, 2020

Warrior written by: Kriti Mangal I thought I could keep my weary sword down for a bit,...

English Poetry

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The Man of Adria

S.S·September 19, 2020

The Man of Adria written by: S.S Midst the life’s continual tumults, I’ve sought, and found solace,...

Penumbra

Allan Edward Tierney·August 6, 2020

Penumbra written by: Allan Edward Tierney Long lakes of shadows lie, not quite black the friendly forest...

English Featured Post Poetry

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Me, poetry written by Kelli J Gavin at Spillwords.com

Me

Kelli J Gavin·July 10, 2020

Me written by: Kelli J Gavin @KelliJGavin Do you really see me? The real me? The one...

Poetry English

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Il Mio Paradiso

Stefano Polo·May 27, 2020

Il Mio Paradiso written by: Stefano Polo L’amore che ho per te è profondo come gli abissi...

International Italian Poetry

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Unclad…

Monica St Hillaire·May 22, 2020

Unclad… written by: Monica St Hillaire I wish to see you bare… It is not your flesh...

English Poetry

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Rock Me To Sleep

Spillwords·May 10, 2020

Rock Me To Sleep a poem by: Elizabeth Akers Allen Backward, turn backward, O Time, in your...

Literary Greats Poetry English

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Phoenix

Wolfgang H.·March 12, 2020

Phoenix written by: Wolfgang H. in love we trust and love we lost for reasons hard to...

Poetry English

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Deep, Deep Eternity

Jose A. Tovar·February 26, 2020

Deep, Deep Eternity written by: Jose A. Tovar I drink your deepest melody— your sweet, sweet serenity....

English Poetry

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Il Mandarino Solitario

Francesco Abate·January 26, 2020

Il Mandarino Solitario written by: Francesco Abate @FrancescoAbate3 Un mandarino solitario appeso al ramo guarda malinconico la...

International Italian Poetry

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My Sacred Place

Mark Tulin·January 2, 2020

My Sacred Place written by: Mark Tulin @Crow_writer My yoga mat becomes a sacred place, a smooth,...

English Featured Post Poetry

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As Christmas Day Approaches

hedgehog·December 13, 2019

As Christmas Day Approaches written by: hedgehog I look out over this land of Wales Days are...

Featured Post 12 Days of Christmas English Poetry Christmas

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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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