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Impressions of a Misty Morning

Gabriela Docan·October 8, 2020

Impressions of a Misty Morning written by: Gabriela Docan Yellow elongated willow leaves adorn the path I...

English Poetry

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Magdalen Walks

Spillwords·September 20, 2020

Magdalen Walks a poem by: Oscar Wilde The little white clouds are racing over the sky, And...

Poetry English Literary Greats

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Walk With Me

James Bell·August 28, 2020

Walk With Me written by: James Bell @bel_avocat A ways along the beach, a head wind whips...

Poetry English

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Strawberry Picking at Pokljuška Soteska

Ingrid Wilson·July 12, 2020

Strawberry Picking at Pokljuška Soteska written by: Ingrid Wilson @Experimentsinfc One day After many a heartache We will...

Poetry English

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Night Walks During Quarantine

Cecilia Kennedy·July 4, 2020

Night Walks During Quarantine written by: Cecilia Kennedy @ckennedyhola The valleys lower and stretch into darkness, followed...

Literature English

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Senses A-Soar

JayM·July 2, 2020

Senses a-soar written by: JayM @thejaytheme Senses Aflame: Rippled reflections on a walk in the rain, A...

Poetry English

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POND II

John L. Stanizzi·June 22, 2020

POND II 9.9.2019 written by: John L. Stanizzi 9.9.19 10.13 a.m. 67 degrees 🙦 Rest in Peace,...

Poetry English

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The Little Boy Lost

Spillwords·June 21, 2020

The Little Boy Lost a poem by: William Blake Father, father, where are you going O do...

English Literary Greats Poetry

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Caminemos

Cabecitaloca·June 7, 2020

CAMINEMOS written by: Cabecitaloca @SamuelVergara “A los que buscan, Aunque no encuentren, A los que avanzan a...

Poetry Spanish

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Crazy Talk

Nick Searles·May 28, 2020

Crazy Talk written by: Nick Searles @Nick_Searles Heard some chatter going ’round. Your ideas make my head...

English Poetry

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The Walk

Siva Wright·May 25, 2020

The Walk written by: Siva Wright I walk and I walk and I walk the same roads...

Poetry English

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My Lucky Penny

Tess M Shepherd·May 20, 2020

My Lucky Penny written by: Tess M Shepherd As soon as we step from my car I...

English Literature

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We Walk Alone

Lucy·April 21, 2020

We Walk Alone written by: Lucy Blue fog, derived from the morning, Dancing alone in an orchard...

Poetry English

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All But Love…

Mitch Bensel·April 9, 2020

All But Love… written by: Mitch Bensel @MitchRambling blissfully dying inside time is killing me as of...

Poetry English

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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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