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My Last Goodbye

J. Robbins-Clacema·January 14, 2023

My Last Goodbye written by: J. Robbins-Clacema Who will be there? Who will come to pay their...

Poetry English

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I Go With You

Alan David Gould·December 20, 2022

I Go With You written by: Alan David Gould It was late afternoon on Christmas Eve and...

Literature Christmas English

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The Christmas Child

Darrell Case·December 18, 2022

The Christmas Child written by: Darrell Case @DarrellCase1 The lamplighter paused, lighting the street lamp in front...

Literature Christmas Featured Post English 12 Days of Christmas

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The Comet

Spillwords·November 27, 2022

The Comet a poem by: Jessie Pope Last week we started out in glee, The boys and...

Poetry English Literary Greats

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The Hallowed House

Paul Vincent Cannon·November 10, 2022

The Hallowed House written by: Paul Vincent Cannon @pvcannon Strange the night of cold glass panes that...

Poetry English

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I Will Not Tell You What My Heart Feels

Vineetha Mekkoth·November 4, 2022

I Will Not Tell You What My Heart Feels written by: Vineetha Mekkoth I will not tell...

Poetry English

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Morning Swim

Ali Blevins·October 9, 2022

Morning Swim written by: Ali Blevins I choose to swim in the morning while sleep still clings...

Poetry English

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RIP, a poem by Gina Carrillo at Spillwords.com

RIP

Gina Carrillo·September 17, 2022

RIP written by: Gina Carrillo R.I.P. to the old me The one quiet and reserved When you...

Poetry English

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Circle of Life

Lynda Lee·July 30, 2022

Circle of Life written by: Lynda Lee We’ve come full circle. I care for you as you...

Literature English

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Now I Lay Me Down To Sleep

Doug Jacquier·July 29, 2022

Now I Lay Me Down to Sleep written by: Doug Jacquier Dr. Meadows spoke in the measured tones...

English Literature

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Dreams

The hairy bum welder·July 25, 2022

Dreams written by: the hairy bum welder Who are you in my dreams? As I drift off...

Poetry English

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My Father Moved Through Dooms of Love

Spillwords·June 19, 2022

My Father Moved Through Dooms of Love a poem by: E.E. Cummings 34 my father moved through...

Literary Greats Poetry English

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Psychology

Dawn Pisturino·June 18, 2022

Psychology written by: Dawn Pisturino A psychologist by trade, She brought order from chaos, Splicing together the...

Call From Within

Puneet Kumar·June 17, 2022

Call From Within written by: Puneet Kumar @authorpuneet I spend my hours In brooding And I sit...

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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