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Festive Table

Eliza Segiet·December 24, 2017

Festive Table written by: Eliza Segiet translated by: Artur Komoter In the memory, can survive the time....

International Poetry Polish Christmas English

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Bells And Berries

Linda Imbler·December 22, 2017

Bells and Berries written by: Linda Imbler Bloomed cactus and rose, don fancy Yule clothes Joseph, Mary,...

Poetry Christmas English

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The Spirit Of Christmas

Linda M. Crate·December 19, 2017

the spirit of christmas written by: Linda M. Crate @thysilverdoe christmas trees gleaming so bright full of...

English Featured Post 12 Days of Christmas Poetry Christmas

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THE CHRISTMAS SPIRIT

Phyllis P. Colucci·December 14, 2017

THE CHRISTMAS SPIRIT written by: Phyllis P. Colucci @FictionTarot The Christmas Spirit! Can you hear it? The...

Featured Post 12 Days of Christmas Poetry Christmas Phyllis P. Colucci English

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I Am Sorrow!

Barsha·December 11, 2017

I Am Sorrow! written by: Barsha I am sorrow, Lying at the choking corner Of the Myriad...

Poetry English

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The Black Hole

Khalid Belkhalfi·November 14, 2017

The Black Hole written by: Khalid Belkhalfi I am a stranger in this world and I am...

English Poetry

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Poets Are Made of Many Things

Gayl Wright·October 9, 2017

Poets Are Made of Many Things written by: Gayl Wright @GaylWright What makes a poet? Hugs and...

English Poetry

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A Thing Of Beauty (Endymion)

Spillwords·August 27, 2017

A Thing Of Beauty (Endymion) a poem by John Keats A thing of beauty is a joy...

Poetry English Literary Greats

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Joy

Dharmabum·August 13, 2017

Joy written by: Dharmabum @yogabum2106 The children asleep On lush green summertime grass. Playtime takes its toll....

English Poetry

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Goodbye

William T Fearby·August 11, 2017

goodbye written by: William T Fearby i watched you in the winter as the snow lay on the...

Poetry English

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July

Joan McNerney·July 25, 2017

July written by: Joan McNerney This sun is a giant beach ball and we can play all...

English Poetry

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Old Order

rajnishmishravns·July 25, 2017

Old Order written by: rajnishmishravns @rajnishmishravn All old order is subject to decay, they say, and when...

English Poetry

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Beauty Shall Endure

Cindy Medina·April 22, 2017

Beauty Shall Endure written by: Cindy Medina @Cindy_M65 Beauty shall endure. Mother bird tends delicate eggs ‘midst...

English Poetry

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BRAVE

The Quiet Quill·April 17, 2017

BRAVE written by: The Quiet Quill @TheQuietQuill My sweet, on your shoulders you’ve carried Great pain, for...

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...

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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