Most recently published stories in Poets.
I can survive love like a roach can survive a nuclear holocaust. Love’s promises are sirens of Hades Her kisses are promises of the mantis.
By Kourtney Risher8 years ago in Poets
Your sleuthing persistence ended up at my door, so I opened the window of lustful memories, and threw away the cards of pleasantries,
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Poets
The way that things descend in November enlightens me. Crisp, golden leaves fall from these Autumn trees, the ones we've planted uncoincidentally,
By Sharon J Sanford8 years ago in Poets
Hey mom I miss you already, Come to my house when ready! We will stoke the stove a fire, And watch the flames we shall admire!
By Sarah Worley8 years ago in Poets
SONG: Weeping, weeping Time is keeping Secrets as you know Angels haunting sleep Somewhere singing A song so longing Stings my hearts so deep
By Kaloriinn Mason8 years ago in Poets
A time to reflect, a year to remember...it passed by me like a swipe of Tinder members. The arguments, the injuries and all of the miseries.
By JLEEL8 years ago in Poets
My leather wings are tainted with blue opals of angels Why must my heart hate my soul And why must my soul fear my mind I call to the devil and ask for the deepest desire
By Michael Blizzard8 years ago in Poets
Light grey clouds, Make me proud! Dark green trees, To hide the bees! Dead yellow grass, At home alas! At the Smokey blue mountain,
years it has been this war has waged longer than troy ravaged the "best years of my life" no horse in sight none to bring about the end
By Hazel B8 years ago in Poets
"Hello my name is..." That's how it all started. A simple introduction, a hello, an ice breaker-who knew...that ice would make you so cold hearted?
By Gigi Maria8 years ago in Poets
H e a v y was her heart Full of longing and regret So she stood w a t c h i n g out the window for a glimpse
By Jeralynn Leptich8 years ago in Poets
it's that time of the year againwhen the clouds come and the birds leavethe trees become more diversely colored as the chlorophyll gives wayto the fiery oranges and yellows burning through the tops of the trees
By Scott Houghton8 years ago in Poets
