Most recently published stories in Poets.
when we step outside and observe nature we are greeted by time past and yet to come oak trees are an anthology of time gone
By Brittney Moore2 days ago in Poets
What if love was the whole purpose? What if love was the only commandment that mattered, the single reason we draw breath,
By Tim Carmichael2 days ago in Poets
Obligittos were made for his father and his sisters. Vain were his father's attempts at a dynasty of kings. Everything he wanted in Edward was found in Elizabeth.
By Chloe Gilholy2 days ago in Poets
We learned love early— the kind that grows beside you, built from shared streets and futures assumed before choice had language. He loved me with certainty, the way you do when staying feels the same as forever.
By Bailey2 days ago in Poets
The Hills I Climb For You I have learned the shape of effort, It rises slowly, then all at once. Every step asks who I am becoming,
By Marie381Uk 2 days ago in Poets
He loved the idea of perfection— how it looked from a distance, how carefully it could be arranged. He was always already finished, always intact.
You arrived like something borrowed from a story—clean boots, practiced smile, eyes that knew how to look enchanted. I thought enchantment meant safety. I didn’t yet know the difference.
My darling, I built our dreams with steadfast wood and brick We had in our minds’ eye. Furnished in gleaming wood, each room
By Anita Dotts2 days ago in Poets
Happenchance the lightening and circumstances perfect. What to capture first? Vibrance of a life well lived. Dark streaming hair and snapping brown eyes.
Piling into the over warm car because it was going to the river. Not a babbling brook or a lazy meandering stream But a rushing frothing, racing waterway.
That summer long past, the dragon flies hummed near my earlobe exposed. As my sister hung precariously from the green apple trees,
Along the river bend the waters runs shallow a flick of my fly rod lands in ripples under shade of an overhanging tree limb.
