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A Wing-Stroke Spectacle, a poem by Daniel Moreschi at Spillwords.com

A Winged-Stroke Spectacle

Daniel Moreschi·February 6, 2024

A Wing-Stroke Spectacle written by: Daniel Moreschi Segmented sets of starlings sharply elevate towards candescent skies, suspend,...

At A Lunar Eclipse

Spillwords·October 8, 2023

At A Lunar Eclipse a poem by: Thomas Hardy Thy shadow, Earth, from Pole to Central Sea,...

Literary Greats English Poetry

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Loving The Intrinsic

Norberto Franco Cisneros·March 23, 2023

Loving The Intrinsic written by: Norberto Franco Cisneros Come cover me with taffeta blue let the shine...

Poetry English

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Form Sans Compunction: A Well-Oiled Unction

Ken Gosse·February 28, 2022

Form Sans Compunction A Well-Oiled Unction written by: Ken Gosse Poetry has many forms— there’s never been...

Poetry English

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Hens & Chickens

Jordan Trethewey·February 10, 2022

Hens & Chickens written by: Jordan Trethewey @JTpoetlaureate Grandmother liked modest growth, no show-off annual beauties, encouraged...

Poetry English

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Mike is a deaf writer/photographer living in rural southwest Colorado. His love of nature shines through his poetry and photography, both of which he uses to make sense of his world. His work has been featured at Spillwords Press, several Masticadores literary sites, and in two books: After Rain Skies: The Global Anthology (Michelle Ayon Navajas, curator) and Tale of the Seasons' Weaver (Diana Wallace Peach, author). He's a Pushcart Prize nominee and has garnered awards for Publication of the Month and Author of the Month at Spillwords Press. Much of Mike's work deals with dark themes and he's not afraid to explore the depths of trauma, sorrow, loss, and despair. Mike's blog is Silent Pariah.

The Forest by Maggie Watson

Like a tree, she has watched many seasons change.
While nature adapts as if oblivious to pain,
her roots now crimson twist with stored emotions.
The rain never cleanses or purifies the leaves.
They only change colour from brown to green.
From the shadows, she must fight to cleave her way back
to the light.
Optical illusions have waylaid her path.
Wasted time has stunted her growth.
An empath absorbs it all until they bleed.
This canopy of suffering is not hers to carry...

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