Most recently published stories in Poets.
It hit me so quickly Nothing could compare to this sensational feeling The feeling of fullness That line soon became three
By Outspoken Goddess8 years ago in Poets
Fear no beer, that's what I say Fear is queer in its own mysterious way It is necessary when understood, but how do we ever, KNOW...?
By Tessa Elisabeth8 years ago in Poets
Young and naïve you looked around Taking in the surroundings Can you guess what i see? Learning the world But when did you learn to look at people
By Jordyn Motsinger8 years ago in Poets
If you’re not from band you don’t know the work you just can’t know the hard work the hot, and humid rays of the sun with commitment we run
By Elizabeth Van Ingen8 years ago in Poets
Today… How am I today you ask,But How do I reply…“I’m fine up for any task...”That answer is nothing but a lie. Today I have the black dog upon my back…Breathing putrid fumes of confusion and strife…Today I’m dealing with a lack…Lack of emotion and feeling the kind before I’ddeal with using a knife.
By Just-Jay.8 years ago in Poets
I look up to the sky as I ask myself why I keep thinking back To this false dichotomy; Is it love or is it lust? Does it even really matter
By Brandy Reckaway8 years ago in Poets
I’m not looking for a joker for my entertainment But a man who owns, no more paying rent This man, he is a true Godsend He trusts and follows his own distinct flow, whatever is meant
By Jordan Ashley8 years ago in Poets
Rumble! Crash! Splash! Splash! Rumble! Crash! High tide roars, Over the rough and jagged shoreline. Up ahead; The irenic, hushed beach;
By Alexis Olson8 years ago in Poets
42|THORN Her needle was thrust deep into my veins, leaving disturbed and raw flesh exposed. She tentatively requested me to reveal what I wished to be implanted into my skin.
By Thornton H. Knife8 years ago in Poets
1. My unique simplicity Just cannot provide For all the emotion The pain that I hide My mask is thick and sturdy
By Michael C. Lafferty-Shockency8 years ago in Poets
Shoes When my uncle got married, I had the coolest shoes. They were white, to go with my flower girl dress. They had a small heel to them, and the heels were hollow.
By Scarlett Raigh8 years ago in Poets
A kiss goodnight, a wave good bye, a sigh of relief, or maybe a cry. Lay your fingers upon the keys and please, let freedom ring.
By Hannah Harrison8 years ago in Poets
