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Spring Morning

Spillwords·March 19, 2023

Spring Morning a poem by: A.A. Milne Where am I going? I don’t quite know. Down to...

English Literary Greats Poetry

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Iphigenia’s Womb

Eric Robert Nolan·January 4, 2023

Iphigenia’s Womb written by: Eric Robert Nolan @ericrnolan1 Once I knew a girl Whose porcelain upturned face...

Poetry English

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Trade Winds

Spillwords·December 11, 2022

Trade Winds a poem by: John Masefield In the harbour, in the island, in the Spanish Seas,...

Literary Greats Poetry English

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Why Did You Leave Me So

James Walmsley·November 2, 2022

Why Did You Leave Me So written by: James Walmsley She paces the widows walk each day...

English Poetry

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Sea Fever

Spillwords·September 26, 2021

Sea Fever a poem by John Masefield I must go down to the seas again, to the...

English Literary Greats Poetry

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Old Ironsides

Spillwords·September 19, 2021

Old Ironsides a poem by Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr. Ay, tear her tattered ensign down! Long has...

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Syntropy

J.S. Mannino·September 18, 2021

Syntropy written by: Joseph Mannino In the distant rolling swell Where reality won’t breach A persistent tolling...

Caroline Ashley is a clinical psychologist who works for the NHS and lives in Dundee with her husband, two young children and a demanding Siamese cat. She started sharing her work in early 2022, when she realised that there will always be other things to prioritise, but none of them ever really important enough to stop her from making time to do what she loves. Caroline has a particular interest in writing about the human experience through the lens of magic and fantasy. She has been posting a serialised young adult fantasy novel on her website for the past eighteen months and has recently started a blog exploring the links between psychology and storytelling. You can find out more through her social media links.

I’m in Love With The Wind! by Elizabeth V. Koshy

My blue-green waters are one with your airy blue home in the distance:
it’s just an illusion, I know, but I wish it were true!
My being yearns for you! I’m bound to the land while you are free,
sweeping across the globe, swirling over the land and the waters!
You do as you please: you’re unstoppable!

A gentle breeze touches me and sets my placid waters quivering.
I know it’s your soft touch, inviting me to play with you in the skies.
I’ve been waiting for this moment since dawn,
ready for the sun to steam me up: I am now vapour
transported to varying heights by your warm breezes! ...

Features

Lunch

L’automne dans la Vallée

Interviews

Spotlight On Writers – Bartholomew Barker

Spotlight On Writers – Claire L. Marsh

Interview Q&A With Caroline Ashley

Each to Their Own

The Oak

The Tree

Sails Alone in Poor Company

A Fisherman Once Told Me A Story

Hold My Hand

New Waves on an Old Shore

First Light

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Iphigenia’s Womb

Trade Winds

Why Did You Leave Me So

Sea Fever

Old Ironsides

Syntropy

Whispers of Death

Each to Their Own

Sammy The Trouter

Charlie’s Eventful Day

L’automne dans la Vallée

On A Cold And Frosty Winter’s Morn

Presidential Briefing – Aliens Have Landed

Blessed Are The Poor

Meet me under the Bonnie Tree

Finding Meaning in The Moments

Ode To My Fridge