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Out In The Coldwritten by: Stuart M. Klimek  Beneath an ebony blanketed skyI opened my ears to the wondering whyAnd laid...
01/10/2025

Out In The Cold
written by: Stuart M. Klimek

Beneath an ebony blanketed sky
I opened my ears to the wondering why
And laid myself down in a frost covered vale
To find rest from my walk along a wearisome trail.
There I heard her whisper — the wintery wind,
Reciting her journey as a tale without end.
Her breath swept

Spillwords.com presents: Out In The Cold, a poem by Stuart M. Klimek, the third child of seven, born in Phoenix, Arizona.

Here's To The Peare That Shakeswritten by: Wolfgang H. If love's labours lostsave your effortsand put them on new target...
01/10/2025

Here's To The Peare That Shakes
written by: Wolfgang H.

If love's labours lost
save your efforts
and put them on new targets
that are more rewarding

Spillwords.com presents: Here's To The Peare That Shakes, micropoetry by Wolfgang H., an amateur writer of poetry and short fiction.

I Woke A Vampirewritten by: A.L. Paradiso My throat is so sore in an odd way. Wait! It's not my throat; it's my neck. It...
01/10/2025

I Woke A Vampire
written by: A.L. Paradiso


My throat is so sore in an odd way. Wait! It's not my throat; it's my neck. It's oddly swollen. Purple dawn skies say it's too early, yet I stumble out of bed, feeling the effects of the worst hangover of my life. Even my eyes ache. What did I do last night?

As I rinse my face, I

Spillwords.com presents: I Woke A Vampire, a flash fiction by A.L. Paradiso, who lives in upstate New York with his three cats.

Charles Schulz Mondos Charlie Brownwritten by: Robert Fleming Charlie Brown what isa holiday Christmas tree andthe true ...
01/10/2025

Charles Schulz Mondos Charlie Brown
written by: Robert Fleming

Charlie Brown what is
a holiday Christmas tree and
the true spirit of Christmas?
to sing and hold hands
with my Peanut gang
around a green pine tree

Spillwords.com presents: Christmas at Spillwords - Charles Schulz Mondos Charlie Brown, a poem by Robert Fleming, a word-artist born in ...

Fin De Añowritten by: Jose Alfredo Silva Fresco y alegre, el mes de Diciembre, se siente en el aire. Mes en el cual, con...
01/10/2025

Fin De Año
written by: Jose Alfredo Silva



Fresco y alegre, el mes de Diciembre, se siente en el aire. Mes en el cual, con gran alegría, despedimos el ano, que está en su agonía.
La Navidad se acerca y el Año Nuevo también, trayendo con él, el fin del año presente.
Al mirarme al espejo, me pregunto,

Spillwords.com presents: Fin De Año, poetry by Jose Alfredo Silva, who loves writing, music, singing and photography.

Poetic Paralysiswritten by: Robert W Kovacs As a resident caretaker, I put together words with grace, But there are days...
01/10/2025

Poetic Paralysis
written by: Robert W Kovacs

As a resident caretaker, I put together words with grace, But there are days, it’s just a strain, I pray and take my best gamble. I put my pen to my paper, But I stare at the voided space, Only waiting on my own brain, Taking its time to unscramble. At times, I wish to escape her,...

Spillwords.com presents: Poetic Paralysis, a poem by Robert W Kovacs, who provides readers an opportunity ...

Patricia Drakewritten by: Allison Gilliam I was a tornado that Friday morning, jerking shirts off their hangers, pants o...
01/10/2025

Patricia Drake
written by: Allison Gilliam


I was a tornado that Friday morning, jerking shirts off their hangers, pants out of drawers and into a duffel bag. I grabbed the framed picture of my twin sister Pauline from the top of the bureau, shoving it underneath clothes in the bag to cushion it. I was going to get out of Trenton

Spillwords.com presents: Patricia Drake, a short story, whose work consists of short-story fiction, commentary/op-ed ...

Where Silence Meets Serenitywritten by: Pramod Rastogi The paintbrush is a divine giftThat gives us the craft to explore...
01/10/2025

Where Silence Meets Serenity
written by: Pramod Rastogi


The paintbrush is a divine gift
That gives us the craft to explore
The mysteries of deep emotions
By discerning manifestations

Through swells and dips profound
On a canvas poured with colors
Where the tempo of an emotion
Is linked to multiple shades.

The

Spillwords.com presents: Where Silence Meets Serenity, a poem by Pramod Rastogi, an Emeritus Professor at the Swiss Federal Institute ...

Recaptured Youthwritten by: Ann Christine Tabaka if I hang upside-downfrom this treelong enoughI shall becomea child aga...
01/10/2025

Recaptured Youth
written by: Ann Christine Tabaka


if I hang upside-down
from this tree
long enough
I shall become
a child again


NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR:

This is one of the verses in my book of micro-poems, "Keep Breathing."

Spillwords.com presents: Recaptured Youth, micropoetry written by Ann Christine Tabaka, who lives with her husband and four cats.

When You Branch Outwritten by: Elena Francesca BranchesTangled souls all of one living entityStretching towards the sola...
01/10/2025

When You Branch Out
written by: Elena Francesca


Branches
Tangled souls all of one living entity
Stretching towards the solar solace
Meandering like a stream
Longing to launch a bloom or leaf
Then sending it back upon the earth
The essence of dirt receiving it as a gift
Like the comfort of a woven blanket
Cotton clouds

Spillwords.com presents: When You Branch Out, poetry by Elena Francesca, who is a blog writer of the fairy realm.

I Am Stubborn and a Little Bit Scaredwritten by: Stacey Wells I am stubborn and a little bit scaredI wonder why my body ...
01/10/2025

I Am Stubborn and a Little Bit Scared
written by: Stacey Wells


I am stubborn and a little bit scared
I wonder why my body is this old, but my heart is not
I hear time ticking by, sometimes by the second
I see the past, as well as the future
I want to be right in the center of God’s will
I am stubborn and a little bit

Spillwords.com presents: I Am Stubborn and a Little Bit Scared, poetry by Stacey Wells, a published author and professional freelance ...

A Stubborn Racewritten by: Aniedi Ita Bassey You buried my face inside your engraved palm and then Christened me a slave...
01/10/2025

A Stubborn Race
written by: Aniedi Ita Bassey



You buried my face inside your engraved palm and then Christened me a slave. You call yourself a saint, but you live behind the devil's backyard. How could you play recklessly with a knife around your neck and expect it not to cut your throat?

Or have you

Spillwords.com presents A Stubborn Race, poetry by Aniedi Ita Bassey, a poet and budding writer from Nigeria.

Depressionwritten by: Kara Jackman There's a hole in my chest,Connected to a tube,Attached to a pump that sucks the life...
01/10/2025

Depression
written by: Kara Jackman



There's a hole in my chest,
Connected to a tube,
Attached to a pump that sucks the life out of me.

De ventilating me. My breath hisses out,
The oxygen barely supporting my body.
With each rise and fall
My chest pain,
Sharp,
Shoots through each breast.
It's nothing but

Spillwords.com presents: Depression, poetry by Kara Jackman, an archivist at Boston University by day and a freelance writer by night.

La Inmensa Nubewritten by: José A Gómez La inmensa y espesa nubeesta pasando cerca de casapasa muy lenta y no se cansaes...
01/09/2025

La Inmensa Nube
written by: José A Gómez

La inmensa y espesa nube
esta pasando cerca de casa
pasa muy lenta y no se cansa
estremidades , cabeza y panza de esta nube
que sube y baja , cuando ella sube
se llena de agua y como una guagua, hace paradas
la lluvia cae vuelan las hadas
la nube inmensa se há puesto flaca
y si

Spillwords.com presents: La Inmensa Nube, a poem written by José A. Gómez, who can give you thousands of reasons why he writes ...

Christmas Songwritten by: Jackie Chou Christmas arrives without any cheerThe hours of an ill-spent day lingerLike rain c...
01/09/2025

Christmas Song
written by: Jackie Chou


Christmas arrives without any cheer
The hours of an ill-spent day linger
Like rain clouds my eyes fill with tears

No sleigh bells from Santa do I hear
Nor the harmonic voices of carol singers
Christmas arrives without any cheer

Alone I am with the snow globe deer
So close to

Spillwords.com presents: Haunted Holidays - Christmas Song, a poem by Jackie Chou, a poet of free verses and Japanese short-form poetry ...

Twelve Days of Christmaswritten by: Roshni Kapoor Thankful for a season so joyous and magicalWishing us goodwill, spread...
01/09/2025

Twelve Days of Christmas
written by: Roshni Kapoor


Thankful for a season so joyous and magical
Wishing us goodwill, spreading love all over
Evergreen carols telling tales of Mary's li'l child
Lighting up our darkness in the wintry nights so wild
Verily, a heavenly sign passed through ages to our midst
Enlightening us to

Spillwords.com presents: Christmas at Spillwords - Twelve Days of Christmas, poetry by Roshni Kapoor, who believes in power of imagination...

An Elf Named Edgar written by: Carmen Baca - Grandma came home on Black Friday and hollered...
01/09/2025

An Elf Named Edgar written by: Carmen Baca - Grandma came home on Black Friday and hollered...

Spillwords.com presents: Christmas at Spillwords - An Elf Named Edgar, a story by Carmen Baca, who taught a variety of English and history...

Pablowritten by: Sam Paget Lyn still wore her green paramedic uniform. She sipped from a cup of tea, and sat in silence....
01/09/2025

Pablo
written by: Sam Paget


Lyn still wore her green paramedic uniform. She sipped from a cup of tea, and sat in silence. Some days she turned on the TV, to watch cooking shows, the second she got home. Some days she just rested in the quiet. It all depended on what calls she’d gone to and what they’d done to her.
The cup

Spillwords.com presents: Pablo, short story written by Sam Paget, who writes contemporary, slice-of-life style fiction, primarily focused ...

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