Latest Stories

Most recently published stories in Poets.

In My Mind
I wade through the frigid waters of my thoughts. The murky liquid swirls around my boots,lapping at my waist.It wants to swallow me.I know it wants to swallow me.What I don’t know, is if it wants to swallow me whole and numbor tear and mash me up, painfully, as I lose feelings limb by limb.
By Riel Redwolf8 years ago in Poets
Mother to Child
The love between a mother and a child can be indefinite. To their infinity and beyond. This can only be understood between the two.
By Crissy DXCII8 years ago in Poets
"Ode to Flight 007"
Prologue in Podunkville they mope around shuffle their feet and stomp the ground until the parade begins then in solemn procession
By R U Outavit8 years ago in Poets
Love Decay
You have taken my faith, and locked it away. I no longer feel safe, you won’t need me to stay. I have killed all my love,
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Poets
American Gothic
She stares off into the distance, A vacant expression on her face. He stands there with his pitchfork, No idea that she longs to leave this place.
By Hannah Petch8 years ago in Poets
Bridges
Watching you build bridges Long, winding, complicated Your eyes focussed, the edges Crinkled, each crease indicating One more hurdle in the fabric
By Shivani Vani8 years ago in Poets
Until We Meet Again
I wish to say goodbye I'll always be grateful for your kindness Your gentle presence Reminds me of how much you care The absence of judgment
By Janelle Ouellet8 years ago in Poets
In Love With My Enemy
I had never met such an impostor in my life, I never thought a human would be able to fake, fake being in love, fake affection, fake happiness.
By Who Am I?8 years ago in Poets
Unresponsive
I rushed to the hospital. The smell of old people filled my nostrils. I look around to find my mother, my breathing gets heavier.
By Tiffany8 years ago in Poets
Deadly
Silence fills the room, No one makes a sound, All is on edge, The truth can be scary, There is no room for secrets,
By Crystal Korpan8 years ago in Poets
Behind Closed Doors
These walls give me the best company. The night eases my restless mind. Music is my space shuttle to serenity. A happy day is hard to find.
By Regina Watson8 years ago in Poets
Memories
As memories of you flood my brain like the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina, I sit here and wonder what could have been. As memories of you fill my head like you fill the gas tank on a car, I think about all those 20-minute drives I took just to see you and be in your presence.
By Gabrielle Washington8 years ago in Poets