She-Wolf
written by: Emma Wells
 

Feral fur spikes,
standing defensively;
hackles up, spiked as war;
my breathing pace is fast:
a heartbeat felt in clawed paw
whilst my nocturnal eyes
canine-sharp,
pinpoint beating life; #Fiction #Spillwords #WritingCommunity #Literature #Poetry

Monotonous
written by: Ken Tomaro
 

I am a small gray square on the tiled wall of the men’s bathroom. Sandwiched between several other small gray squares. I am not chipped or faded, worn or brittle, only gray like all the other tiles. #Fiction #Spillwords #Poetry #WritingCommunity #Literature

The Beauty within the Fallen Leaf
written by: Alex Andy Phuong
 

After night’s candles become burned out,
There might be uncertainty
As well as doubt,
But in order to understand
What life is all about,
And new life must begin
As a #Poetry #Spillwords #Literature #WritingCommunity #Fiction

The Lighthouse
written by: Hanh Chau
 

Under the moonlight
shadows carry display
by the echo silent
sound of the sweet
lullaby song
stand tall and firm
by the strong built
showcase image
of a lighthouse
with the cradle #Spillwords #Literature #Fiction #Poetry #WritingCommunity

Odeon written by: Adelino Carbonera - Publius Terentius was awakened from his afternoon rest by a deep rumble... #Literature #Fiction #Poetry #WritingCommunity #Spillwords

A Piece of Cake
written by: Robert Ashley Plummer
 

‘Tea?’ he offered his guest.
‘Oh, and some of this German cake?’
‘Stöllen?’ ventured his guest, slightly mispronouncing it.
‘Certainly not,' came the nettled reply, ‘I bought it #Spillwords #Fiction #WritingCommunity #Literature #Poetry

Dinner for Four - written by: Sheila M. Cronin - My mother-in-law was coming to dinner for the first... #WritingCommunity #Fiction #Literature #Spillwords #Poetry

For Pete's Sake
written by: Paula Puolakka
 
You are my sunshine,
and you are the foundation of
my heart's sanctuary.
You are my St. Peter,
and for Pete's sake,
I'll carry the burdens of
this world.
 
Dedicated to my Pete Leonard. #WritingCommunity #Spillwords #Fiction #Literature #Poetry

Everything is Delicately Interconnected - Broccoli and Orange Peels written by: Bus Stop Girl - I left my broccoli... #Literature #Fiction #Poetry #Spillwords #WritingCommunity

Gun Control
written by: Tom S. Mahoney
 

Lingering heavy and slow,
End of a gun smoked barrel.
Familiar burn and a stifled cough,
Another long, hard drag
Me to the bottom where
Static noise is less pronounced.
Where a comfort #Poetry #WritingCommunity #Literature #Fiction #Spillwords

A Song for the Unsung
written by: Sobi Wilson
 

I woke to a chorus that filled the air
A song that every bird seemed to share.
My eyelids still too heavy and tight,
in futile defense of my sleep's broken rights.
I pushed them hard, #Literature #Poetry #WritingCommunity #Fiction #Spillwords

Thoughts To Ponder
written by: Karin Porter
 
I used to be so calm
Now my mind’s a stormy sea
I pine for the past
And everything I’ve lost
I yearn for home and places gone,
Existing only in memories.
There’s so much to consider,
It #WritingCommunity #Literature #Spillwords #Fiction #Poetry

Wheels
written by: Pamela Ebel
 

The Chair’s Wheels struggle through the red clay, red dust floats up to cover her shoes.

Pushing the control, the Wheels start again, the Chair rattling slightly.

Finally, the Wheels freeze in the #Fiction #Poetry #WritingCommunity #Literature #Spillwords

There are Nights
written by: John Neff
 

It breaks quietly.

Not with explosions.
Not with sirens.
Not with collapsing towers or burning streets.

It breaks in the silence after people stop meaning what they say.
It breaks in the #Fiction #WritingCommunity #Spillwords #Literature #Poetry

Flight 652
written by: Tim Law
 

Bob Golding was working the day Flight 652 disappeared. So it seemed fitting, at least to him, he was there when LAX’s radar discovered an extra blip eight years later, exactly where 652 suddenly #Poetry #WritingCommunity #Literature #Fiction #Spillwords

What would it feel like to be a mouse?
written by: Bus Stop Girl
 

I’d thought it all might’ve had a little meaning

That perhaps somewhere laced between opened doors and tying shoes there was a thing to live for

Our kindness is #Literature #Fiction #WritingCommunity #Spillwords #Poetry

Seattle in Autumn
written by: Andy Cooper
 

Pure Hearts, Loose Jeans
We began as friends
on a first date.
Met at church—
I returned to faith
after my mom died.

Mia was kind, brought me
white people spaghetti,
white people #Poetry #Spillwords #Fiction #Literature #WritingCommunity

Dream
written by: Srinjaya Lahiri
 

The trees outside have shed their leaves
it's winter in my heart
when I draw the curtains tight, it feels like night
I quickly put on the lamp
but the darkness refuses to melt away
I reach for #Literature #Spillwords #Fiction #WritingCommunity #Poetry

Falling Down
written by: Paul Leary
 
Bumper bar crushed
Slumped against the door
The first leaf falls.
 

NOTE:

Based on the Prompt - The First Fallen Leaf #WritingCommunity #Spillwords #Fiction #Poetry #Literature

Behind a Bottle Blue
written by: Pedro la Fuego
 

Alone
And on a bar stool
Steaming

Before the yard arm
Has crossed the small

A
barfly
Did
Buzz
Around my head

Trying to
Drink
from my glass
half full

A glass now #WritingCommunity #Poetry #Literature #Fiction #Spillwords