Nightmare 2.0!
written by: Pranab Ghosh
 

Love sinks in the flesh
Dream stinks
Life rolls by...

Music begins to play
Letters jumble, jump
And then form...

...Words without meaning...
Dance out of closet
And tumble before #WritingCommunity #Literature #Spillwords #Fiction #Poetry

Empty
written by: Ash Douglas
 
over there, the light
right there, darkness
down there, too deep
up there, just above water
I don’t feel the sun
I don’t walk with the moon
I am blank
…I am empty #Literature #Spillwords #WritingCommunity #Fiction #Poetry

I Think I'm in a Pickle
written by: That'sJustThePoetInMe
 

I think I’m in a pickle

Not the salty brine kind that is satisfying on a hot summer day

But the confused feelings of a summer fling that lingers on your lips

Only but #Fiction #Spillwords #Literature #WritingCommunity #Poetry

The Whale Considers Human Intelligence
written by: Steven Bruce
 

A whale surfaces
beside a cargo ship.

The vessel is longer
than any creature
the whale has ever met.

Its engines shake the sea.

The whale wonders
what kind #WritingCommunity #Poetry #Fiction #Spillwords #Literature

Singular Song
written by: Jim Bates
 

What a singular kind of song it is
A herald of fresh new spring
When above the weary marshland
A red-winged blackbird begins to sing

Floating out above the cattails
In the early morning light #Spillwords #Poetry #WritingCommunity #Fiction #Literature

Endure The Night written by: Mary Kloster - The Camaro’s tires screeched as Jed took a right turn too fast, turning off... #WritingCommunity #Fiction #Poetry #Literature #Spillwords

A Midnight Contract
written by: Verity Mason
 

Rain misted Chicago with a hushed veil.

Sterling surveyed the penthouse through his sniper scope. He had until midnight, one target, one bullet, and fifty grand wired before sunrise. #Spillwords #Fiction #WritingCommunity #Literature #Poetry

Cosmic Confusion
written by: Leena Thampi
 

I am not from this planet,
An ancient soul,
Made of stardust,
Wandering in the universe,
wondering if I'm incomplete or whole.
Searching for an exit where real energies meet,
Without #Literature #Spillwords #Poetry #WritingCommunity #Fiction

Długie Proste
written by: Rafał Gatny
 

- Weź, spodoba ci się.
Położył książkę na stole i przesunął w jego stronę.
- Nie ma mowy. Mam cały stos do przeczytania.
- Ale to są opowiadania. Krótkie.
- Krótkich też nie mam kiedy czytać. #Spillwords #Fiction #Poetry #Literature #WritingCommunity

Flying
written by: Dessy Tsvetkova
 

I'm learning to fly
every day.
The sand
in the clock tower
is quietly bubbling.
I open palms full of hope.

Life begins with every new dream.

Waterfowl...

I'm getting younger.

It's #Spillwords #Literature #Fiction #Poetry #WritingCommunity

Algorithm
written by: Craig R Kirchner
 

I’m a leg man, never said that to anyone,
but now both Instagram and Pinterest
are sure of it, and let me know it,
every morning and evening with –
“Inspired by You” messages.

I cancelled Facebook #Literature #WritingCommunity #Fiction #Spillwords

Turning a Page
written by: Sue Hassett
 

Nina gazes through the coffee shop window at the wide, Norfolk skyline. The shingle beach goes on forever; the sea in the far distance, beyond the high dunes. A glimmer of sunlight struggles #Fiction #Poetry #Literature #WritingCommunity #Spillwords

I Leave - (Hypermania)
written by: Pedro la Fuego
 

I leave

I'm slightly elevated

Somewhat verbose
Vivid and insightful.

I speak quickly

I don't think I'm elevated

It's convenient
And not so convenient

Diminished #WritingCommunity #Literature #Poetry #Fiction #Spillwords

Standstill
written by: Gopal Lahiri
 

This evening, silk scarf smooth
discreet
like a petal floats on the riverbanks.

Dusk grows with the wet air
descents
towards my face drunk on disbelief.

I watch the night become in all its #Fiction #Literature #WritingCommunity #Poetry #Spillwords

A Drop of Water
written by: Gautham Pradeep
 

There is a drop of water on the table.
A single reflection,
in a single moment.
I add a few more drops,
till the seam simmers.
The waves on the marching ocean,
I watch and step aside. #Poetry #Spillwords #Literature #WritingCommunity #Fiction

Induction
written by: Shahnaz Keya
 

On a sweet shiny morning, I entered
Entered the jungle
The lovely creatures surrounded me
I sang along
Carefully treading, I went into the deep green
Deeper than the Amazon
Then
As it was #Spillwords #WritingCommunity #Poetry #Fiction #Literature

Rubbing Alcohol
written by: Chris Callard
 

Rubbing alcohol, the odor recalled
from Dr. Cleveland’s office when I was a kid.
Later, in high school, I was stressed about maybe not graduating,
having skipped lots of gym classes, #Literature #WritingCommunity #Fiction #Poetry #Spillwords

Rolex Watch
written by: Arina Egorova
 

Mr Johnson was a gambler, addicted to all the stuff you can find in casinos. But before, he had ruled a big company, one of the biggest in New York. Mr Johnson tried his best to be a good father #WritingCommunity #Literature #Poetry #Fiction #Spillwords

Crossroads
written by: Joseph Amendolare
 

Bean-pole rusted streetlamps
Shards of multi-colored glass, potholes.
A bus shelter;
thin plexiglass enclosure
barely enough to keep out the wind and rain.
In a train station, a Greyhound #Poetry #Fiction #Spillwords #WritingCommunity #Literature

Spotlight On Writers
Jim Wilson-Storey
 

Where do you originate from?



I was born and raised in Maltby, Yorkshire, England, a former coal-mining village. At fifteen, I left school without the education or maturity to take #Fiction #Spillwords #Poetry #WritingCommunity #Literature