Most recently published stories in Poets.
The lawn of the Estate rolled in green for what seemed miles, falling off to the edge where the cliff crashed into the surf.
By Anita Dottsa day ago in Poets
As a young boy the streams and rivers drew him. Even the smallest trickle, the rush of grabbing his rod and tackle leaving the farm
I always thought The house would stay standing. Its walls and roof intact. No retraced steps to the door No baggage left behind.
Camping in early spring Is for the hardy or foolish? The quest for the dolly we came for that. Our canvas tent and picnic meals
An untried route for a convoy of two Volkswagen van and Willy’s jeep. Short straws rode second, outside of towns, the highway
A wind whispers your name an echo from the past, always a memory the same fleeting, it doesn’t last. I can’t recall your face, frustrated with no image clear
Snow can be both beautiful and awful at the same time. Beautiful because it forces you to slow down. Snow does this thing where it absorbs all the worlds noise and problems,
By Jen Phillipsa day ago in Poets
I think it's time to stop saying "fuck it." I'm pretty sure I'm going to say "fuck it," tomorrow and probably the next day and
By Hayat Hyatta day ago in Poets
Each morning song remnants cycle through half-opened eyelids (incomplete playlist) Mangled words linger on fingertips still desensitized by dissipating dreams (unfinished)
By Oneg In The Arctic2 days ago in Poets
"In the warmth of a shared cup, friendship finds its truest flavor; where coffee awakens the senses, and a soulmate awakens the heart."
By Mo,Ghandour2 days ago in Poets
"True human power lies in the unshakeable certainty of faith and the quiet resilience of patience. It is an internal fortress that remains standing when the world outside falters. For the heart anchored in God is a force that no storm can ever break."
Life is not a straight line— it bends, breaks, pretends to be simple while hiding storms in quiet days. We learn while unlearning,
By Jhon smith2 days ago in Poets
