Latest Stories

Most recently published stories in Poets.

Teach Me
I am here to learn, to know and to feel To understand and decipher the real Teach me to care, to expand and to grow What will help me and what should I know?
By Nicholas Goodman8 years ago in Poets
Before I Leave
As she gaped at the blank paper in front of her, her brown orbs filled with tears. She pondered how to release the love aching in her core, hunting for the right words to apply to the paper.
By Monee Myers8 years ago in Poets
Relax
i am slow motion i am spacious skies and hidden valleys i am pressure, building and building among the force of confusion
By Nicholas Goodman8 years ago in Poets
We Embody Dr. Seuss’ Definition of Love
We Embody Dr. Seuss’ Description of Love “We are all a little weird, and life’s a little weird, and when we find someone whose weirdness is
By Madeline Gassman8 years ago in Poets
Versus
I heard recently that pansexuality Isn't really a thing That only bigoted bisexuals Don't have a love for all But this isn't true
By A. R. Ambrosi8 years ago in Poets
The Greatest Love Story of All Time
My favorite love story is how the Sun loved the Moon so much, he died every night to let her breathe… The Sun was a god of sorts. His light was so powerful it actually brought herbs to life and grew goods from the ground. Everyone, every day, came out to worship him.
By Delanie Phillips8 years ago in Poets
Thoughts & Prayers Can Go to Hell
Thoughts & prayers can go to hell—There's too much work to do to sit and wail and tuck your tail and drum up much ado 'bout how the world ain't fair so really there ain't nothin' we can do.Well, I say thoughts and prayers can go to hell, And let their makers join 'em, too.Thoughts & prayers can go to hell.God can't hear 'em anymore: He's busy piling up the dead on His immortal golden shore so He can burn 'em down to cinder-ash and clear up room for more.He lost His track of thoughts & prayers, & He ain't keeping score no more So send 'em down the devil's way;Maybe he'll have some use for 'em.
By PJ Reilly8 years ago in Poets
Grim Grass
We are not far from home Miles maybe, but let's push onward This barren landscape will give way to lush gardens I've seen it before
By Nicholas Goodman8 years ago in Poets
Age
age We were young once. Somewhere along the lines I grew up too fast. Broken glass. Broken dreams. I reflect too much and regret too much.
By Kieren Hayward8 years ago in Poets
Mold With Me
Lean into me The feel of your head against my chest and your hair across the palm of my hand Tell me about your day as I wrap my arms around you
By Deanna Davenport8 years ago in Poets
A Voice Like Yours
A voice like yours deserves to reverb in the halls of our minds, you heal with each word. A voice like yours is fit for a crown
By Aether Atomsk8 years ago in Poets
Senior Memories
Tomorrow's the big day. Eyes will all stare at us. Walking and pacing down the isle. The moment of our lives will be memorable.
By Lucy Lim8 years ago in Poets