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Almost Home

John Drudge·March 1, 2021

Almost Home written by: John Drudge Returning Under weightless skies Along a swift line With strident speed...

English Poetry

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Another Ganga

Chaitali Sengupta·February 23, 2021

Another ganga written by: Chaitali Sengupta @Chaital59764003 Another Ganga… To sanctify the defiled earth again To wash...

English Poetry

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Distant Shores

B. Frederick Foley·February 18, 2021

Distant Shores written by: B. Frederick Foley The world is full of nourishment, all that we could...

Poetry English

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Moon River

Robbie Pruitt·February 17, 2021

Moon River written by: Robbie Pruitt @robbiepruitt The moon hangs carefree over the river the peace reflected...

Poetry English

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River Bank

Oladeji Mayowa Oluwasegun·February 11, 2021

River Bank written by: Oladeji Mayowa Oluwasegun @PenfreaQ Your hands have frozen into your skin, your breath...

Poetry English

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Picture This – The River

Jacqueline Mead·January 28, 2021

Picture This – The River written by: Jacqueline Mead @Jackiem158 Dawn has broken, the Sun has risen...

English Poetry

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Smell of Jehlum

Zakir Malik·January 15, 2021

Smell of Jehlum written by: Zakir Malik Thine rivers chirping from dawn till dusk are my nights...

English Poetry

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Elegia Jesienna

Konrad Stawiarski·January 5, 2021

Elegia Jesienna Odpływający Łabędź Przez Światło Dzienne written by: Konrad Stawiarski I Odpłynął Łabędź. Wiotkie liście wodospadów...

International Poetry Polish

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New Year

Alexander Kabishev (K.A.K.)·December 31, 2020

New Year written by: Alexander Kabishev (K.A.K.) Now the arrow is at the timer, Piercing the time’s...

Poetry English

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St. Andrews on The Red

Gerry Stefanson·December 19, 2020

St. Andrews on The Red written & performed by: Gerry Stefanson Created for the celebration of God,...

Christmas Poetry English

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If I Leap

Makaila Aarin·December 11, 2020

If I Leap written by: Makaila Aarin @makaila_aarin A deep, roaring river rushes below me. Concrete bridge...

Poetry English

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Lend Me Your Net

Kingsley C. Odum·November 25, 2020

Lend Me Your Net written by: Kingsley C. Odum @Kingsley odum Along the stream path His heart...

Poetry English

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To Olympus

Tasos Kyrtasoglou·November 5, 2020

Poetry English International

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Rivers of Gold

CJ Delous·August 15, 2020

Rivers of Gold written by: CJ Delous Fading embers still remember the fire, ...

English Poetry

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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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