Latest Stories

Most recently published stories in Poets.

This Dream I Had
This dream I had....I was me in repeat. Different face different name, but the same identity. I felt so deeply every facet of my existence. I have been here before...this dream is so persistent. Determined to find the answers that lie hidden, in the subconscious of my mind, my focus is driven...the Bible speaks of only heaven and hell, but a of souls continued journey it rejects and dispels. My loyalty to a belief is on a thinning thread, because I can not ignore this battle in my head. I have been here before, and I will be here once more...this dream that I had... is the open door.
By Jeralynn Mance8 years ago in Poets
Sublimate
and the woman is wolf, and toads are grime, and you or I only wade— sublimate, her vibratory fingertips strumming
By Felecia Burgett8 years ago in Poets
Valentine's Day
Valentine's Day. There are love songs on the radio... Endless amorous adverts on the TV. 50 Shades of Grey posters all around.
By Steven Baldry8 years ago in Poets
A Fresh Start
College is over now and we are off,Off to brand new start.We may not stay in touch that much,But do not take this to heart.
By Rhiannon Harris8 years ago in Poets
Be Your Own You
Who are you? Do you really even know or are you so wrapped up in what's going on around you that you've become just another brainwashed product of society?
By Caleb Jackson8 years ago in Poets
Engrave
I look around the empty street “Is anyone there” I scream but no one replies I’m all alone The only thing filling the streets are shapeless shadows
By E B8 years ago in Poets
Let's Be Clear
I know it's a waste of time Trying to stay away like a fiend needing a dime So I keep myself distracted Blacked out your memory like a government file being redacted
By King Ragz8 years ago in Poets
November 2nd
I was born in November.. Right in between winter and fall. Maybe that's why I'm so mixed up, maybe that's why I can't make sense of it all?..
By Brooke Coffell8 years ago in Poets
The Day We Met
I must admit that my heart aches to think that you are going to leave and that I cannot do anything to stop you. I do not know if I'm happy for you that you'll be happy without me or maybe be happy because life still does not stop.
By Eileen Colorado8 years ago in Poets
My Truth
Maybe you know me personally Maybe you’ve never seen me before Or even know that I exist Maybe you are wondering why the hell
By Lena Marques8 years ago in Poets
Expeditions
Expeditions There are names for colors, the primary ones, and the new ones formed when the originals collide and spark and spew
By Michael Ugulini8 years ago in Poets
Walls
Sometimes I can’t see, My eyes are clouded. Pain and sorrow from those who doubted. Afraid of the world, living in fear. Feeling isolated, let no one near.
By Tati Elizabeth8 years ago in Poets