Hemingway Vs. Stevens written by: Jordan Trethewey @JTpoetlaureate   Tropical Key West— a tiny island paradise where writers work a few hours each day, then bellow ‘bout physical feats, pantomime what they’d do should another Banty Rooster come ‘round during the flexible cocktail hour. “No one makes Papa Hemingway’s sister cry into her Sidecar!” Besmirch him all you dare with bombast, brash Mr. Stevens, but leave poor Ura alone. Neither physical, nor poetic girth are currency to insult a young […] The post Hemingway Vs. Stevens appeared first on Spillwords ..read more

ANZAC written by: Mike Henry   It’s been 24 hours or more and I’m still wondering where my mate Jack is. He first came and talked to me when I was wandering around the beach after I’d delivered the tins of water that had been sent to the front but I didn’t know what had happened to my handler back then so I was pretty much at a loose end, not knowing which way to head. Anyway, this young chap […] The post ANZAC appeared first on Spillwords ..read more

The Shipping Forecast written by: Anthony John Ward   I drift off to the Shipping Forecast, Coming to me across the long waves Like a weather front rising slowly, Veering, Viking, 2 to 4, North, clearing Northwest, Hearing showers, occasionally thundery. While I’m safe and sound Embedded in warmth, My blue sheets undulating with sinking respiration, Listening to this lullaby Sailing by, Having been all at sea. My consciousness ebbing, Tiding tiredness into a deep sound sleep. The post The Shipping Forecast appeared first on Spillwords ..read more

OO oo Cat written by: Richard Prime   She’s sleeping on the hearthrug, Her nose upon the floor, Or curled up on the sofa, purring low, Her pelt smoothed back, she’s settled and Will soon retract her claws, OO oo Cat, asleep by firelight’s glow; At night time, from the garden, She’s upon the window sill, Scratching at the pane with big white paw, Sometimes when I’m lonely, I wonder, if she’s she still That rum tum tugger on the […] The post OO oo Cat appeared first on Spillwords ..read more

Again written by: Imeon504   If I had to do it all over again, I would Without missing a heartbeat, I will take the lows with the highs The endless tears and the far apart smiles The silent screams echoing through the night Because I know I will have you, even for just a while That is how I love It’s a never ending loop of choosing you day in and day out Even when desperation keeps me bound Even […] The post Again appeared first on Spillwords ..read more

Light Pages of Sunny Tales written by: Theodora Oniceanu @YumeAkira   Light pages of sun tales depose on the textured surface you lay your black-inked words. The night, announced by shadows of surrounding ideas and things stays in the way of your hard silence strings; I, remembering you, …how gifted and lucky I was to know love and kindness and learn how to hide from burning to ashes powers of love! They’re all full of hate, around here, and you […] The post Light Pages of Sunny Tales appeared first on Spillwords ..read more

Promień… written by: Danuta Czerwińska Murawska   Na firance usiadł promień słońca Nie chciał wejść na kawę Nic nie chciał ode mnie Przyniósł dla mnie w garści Odrobinę wspomnień Rozrzucił po pokoju Z uśmiechem się przyglądał Jak zbierałam i przytulałam Wiedział, że tęsknię, on zresztą też Przecież zawsze mi towarzyszył Znał mnie od kołyski Okrywał kołderką Śpiewał kołysanki… Na firance usiadł promień słońca Rozjaśniał pochmurne dni Podarował nadzieję Która rosła w oczach Dumnie patrzyła strachowi w oczy Usiadła na linie […] The post Promień appeared first on Spillwords ..read more

The Kinder Way written by: Stephen Kingsnorth   Linguistic gameplan set to play one might see pass, permissions three – an open season, fencing time, – to parry thrust, en garde, alert, for de-fence was once how attacked. Grouse, complaints, the butt of jokes, as stalking keepers, not the game, a time when prices hiked was fine, or even barred, for land, estate, that mine-field laid not divine right. Fore to tor, make way, beware, we’re coming, green and pleasant […] The post The Kinder Way appeared first on Spillwords ..read more

The Apology written by: Colleen M. Tice @ColleenMarieTi1   Too young to understand the betrayal. Too young to live with the pain. Blocking out the pain and anger. I watch you fighting your demons, turning your anger on us. Unable to realize we were not your mistake. There was no apology for the cruel jokes and jabs. There would be no apology for the punches and violent words. I see her, facing my inner child and her screams. I kept […] The post The Apology appeared first on Spillwords ..read more

Never Change written by: Margaret Karim   I love your delicacy In all matters Passion for some Naivety in others And that wild streak Hidden from view Which occasionally Breaks through Oh, to bottle Your essence Irreverent humour Compassion, kindness Prescribe a dose To weary spirits Watch them revive Reap benefits You brighten lives Even passing through Please never change Continue being you The post Never Change appeared first on Spillwords ..read more