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Mother o’ Mine

Spillwords·May 21, 2023

Mother o’ Mine a poem by: Rudyard Kipling If I were hanged on the highest hill, Mother...

Poetry English Literary Greats

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A Broken Moment

Jeff Flaig·May 19, 2023

A Broken Moment written by: Jeff Flaig Planted are the simple thoughts Watered by the complexity of...

Poetry English

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Let’s Fly?

Maria Dulce Leitao Reis·May 17, 2023

Let’s Fly? written by: Maria Dulce Leitão Reis Which is easier, to forgive or forget? Love or...

Poetry English

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Ill-Starred

Fallen Engel·May 15, 2023

Ill-Starred written by: Fallen Engel @BlackEngel3 Sordid pride Crafted smiles A black lump forms your shallow heart...

Poetry English

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Happy Mother’s Day 2023

Ricky Glenn·May 14, 2023

Happy Mother’s Day 2023 written by: Ricky Glenn Mom I write these words for you The one...

Poetry English

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Inside Me

Saanvi Patra·May 13, 2023

Inside Me written by: Saanvi Patra These walls, They’ve seen it all, From all my tears, and...

English Poetry

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The Eleventh Tome – Chapter III

Tim Law·May 12, 2023

The Prophecies of Andrapaal The Eleventh Tome Chapter III written by: Tim Law Year 513 of the...

English Literature Tim Law The Eleventh Tome

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You Are Loved

Benedict Hurley·May 3, 2023

You Are Loved written by: Benedict Hurley @musoman11 The time goes by so quickly but the memories...

English Poetry

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Spakowana

Bożena Żywiczka·April 30, 2023

Spakowana written by: Bożena Żywiczka spakowane walizki na drodze czeka limuzyna tylko popchnąć furtkę i… już nie...

Polish International Poetry

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Flotsam

Nigel de Costa·April 26, 2023

Flotsam written by: Nigel de Costa From our booth we had the ring-side view as the drama...

Poetry English

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When Flower Blooms

Abdul Awal Arikewusola·April 25, 2023

When Flower Blooms written by: Abdul Awal Arikewusola Here I wait wetting this flower with tears on...

Poetry English

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Last Breath

James Bell·April 20, 2023

Last Breath written by: James Bell @bel_avocat A tainted love, endless as death, Clutching you, until my...

Poetry English

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Drowned in The Chesapeake

Wendy Markel·April 12, 2023

Drowned in The Chesapeake written by: Wendy Markel Of my country, and of my family, I have...

Poetry English

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Growing

Maggie O'Brien·April 10, 2023

Growing written by: Maggie O’Brien @MaggieMobrules A daisy in a flower bed overstretched, bowed her head. Then...

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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