Most recently published stories in Poets.
Dear Mr. Trump '' How ya doing old chump '' How was your year? Or does it go in and out one ear? Hows the dictating? Or is it deflating?
By Mags Murphy Lynch8 years ago in Poets
Sometimes I feel like I could sleep forever and never wake up. I could bury myself in the ground and stay for eternity. I’d spread pretty flowers over my grave where they’d always grow.
By Cheyanne Young8 years ago in Poets
It was a cool, autumn night September came without a bite this year. There was snow all around Hidden, concealed. My heart was racing, pounding
By Jenna Martin8 years ago in Poets
You have to be careful with a girl like her. You have to be a very strong man to love her. She is a hurricane and a ray of sunlight at the same time.
By Brittany Freeman8 years ago in Poets
The might and tide of the Royal River Coursing fair the breadth of ancient lands Constricted and laid open by time and winds
By Mike Emby8 years ago in Poets
Darkness all around, violence the only sound. The light walks and the darkness knows it not. Day by day, they all fall and here in the light I stay. Warning the children of their wayward ways; hoping they hear and will turn away.
By Mindy Sleeper8 years ago in Poets
I ask you if you’re alright… You tell me that you're fine. But I know you too well… I know you’re feeding me a line. I can see you’re tired and fed up.
By Steven Baldry8 years ago in Poets
And so it begins, the beginning of the end The wrinkled end of a loose thread The succumbed situation of vain accomplishments
By Harydo Neon8 years ago in Poets
It’s okay to be soft. If that is who you are- be gentle, be loving Wear your heart on your sleeve. But protect your vulnerability fiercely with a shield of unshakeable strength.
By n vash8 years ago in Poets
Father's hand The ubiquity of beauty and loving the light the omnipresence of day's transition to night Let Fibonacci free, a newly found sight
I noticed the traffic lights blurring as I thought about her face; They became nothing more than bright points that kept me away from her.
By Emilia Woods8 years ago in Poets
Sometimes I sing and dance to rhythm and blues I've been down this road before and this time I'm staying true She is a blissful chaos, full of soul and a sweet attitude
By Bryan RJ Delorme8 years ago in Poets
