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Kate MacDonald·January 9, 2022

Words written by: Kate MacDonald @etherealtruth I am only words written from my heart my soul you...

English Poetry

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Poezjo

Konrad Stawiarski·January 8, 2022

Poezjo written by: Konrad Stawiarski Poezjo! Ty jesteś wysłanniczką Ugolina dziejów. Vergil! Dante! Petrarka! BYRON! Mickiewicz! Oni...

Poetry Polish International Featured Post

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Inside Out

Mike Henry·January 2, 2022

Inside Out written by: Mike Henry “I really don’t know what’s the matter with you!” Mitch fumed...

Some Quiet Moments in Church

Ger White·January 2, 2022

Some Quiet Moments in Church written by: Ger White Sunday morning comes blessedly quickly And though her...

English Poetry

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Fluidity is Mine

Lauren M. Hancock·January 1, 2022

Fluidity is Mine written by: Lauren M. Hancock strip the layers of calcified anger the veins deepened...

Amendments Anew

Introverted Thoughts·December 21, 2021

Amendments Anew written by: Introverted Thoughts When unresolved thoughts and Stray words take the stage, Believe in...

English Poetry Christmas

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Christmas Magic

Brenda Arledge·December 20, 2021

Christmas Magic written by: Brenda Arledge @aug10cj Christmas magic has been tossed into the air, each moment...

Poetry Christmas English

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Cold December Morn’

Michelle Ayon Navajas·December 17, 2021

Cold December Morn’ written by: Michelle Ayon Navajas the rain danced merrily along with the sun. like...

Poetry English Christmas

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Breathe

David J. Roussel·December 10, 2021

Breathe written by: David J. Roussel @hokusgrey Remember to breathe; that’s the thing keeping you alive. Such...

English Poetry

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Awwn

Daniel Princewill·December 9, 2021

Awwn written by: Daniel Princewill alias The Muse @themusedaniel It all started like a wave on the...

English Poetry

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Mornings

Simona Prilogan·December 8, 2021

Mornings written by: Simona Prilogan He rings up mornings Thriving the sunshine in a room And smiles...

Poetry English

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Good-Bye

Ivan S. Fiske IV·December 6, 2021

Good-Bye written by: Ivan S. Fiske IV I quarantined you in my heart, in the hands of...

English Poetry

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Something Wicked

Roger Turner·December 1, 2021

Something Wicked written by: Roger Turner @titansdad something wicked something wicked this way comes this way comes...

Poetry Haunted Holidays English

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The Girl in My Dream

Parvathy Sukumar·November 30, 2021

The Girl in My Dream written by: Parvathy Sukumar @Parvathyfeb27 I still remember the day I first...

Poetry English

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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...

Cast Off by Niall Crowley

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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