fact or fiction

Is it fact or merely fiction? Fact or Fiction explores the myths and beliefs we hold about what makes a good poem and the poetry rules that were made to be broken.

Love, Joy, Loss, And The In-Between
burn the chaff of life and what is left? pure fire leaves a golden remnant.
By Chloë J.3 years ago in Poets
Sinking in the Sand
Ankle-deep in the fish’s air, made a wish, and watched the sea take it.
By Chloë J.3 years ago in Poets
Unlock the Power of Sleep and Dreams
Listen up, y'all, I've got a story to tell." About something we do every day, can't you tell?" It's a process that's vital and can't be ignored.
By Hafis 3 years ago in Poets
A Beauty Unknown
She walks in shadows, a mystery Her eyes, like stars, shine bright and free A beauty beyond compare She holds secrets, beyond repair.
By Slaven Sladakovic3 years ago in Poets
What makes us really happy?
There are several myths, reasons “apparently “ that create happiness. The all important first one is money, people strive for money with the notion that money is going to bring about the ultimate happiness out of them, only to read of those that have acquired mass wealth, by winning the money or stealing the money or it being left to them or they went out and darned earned it; that they suffered quite negative impacts on this said money.
By Dawn Earnshaw3 years ago in Poets
The Question With No Answer
whisper on the wind crescendoed to harsh echo; “why me, why this, why?”
By Chloë J.3 years ago in Poets
First Day On The Job
“trial by fire” was a polite way of saying, “if you fail, you die.”
By Chloë J.3 years ago in Poets
Firelight Confessional
how long did we stay like that, cocooned in silence and flame-warmed shadows? // what spell was fire-cast, to make us watch as logs were
By Chloë J.3 years ago in Poets
The Dunking Game
didn’t wanna play. you swore it would be fun; held me under too long.
By Chloë J.3 years ago in Poets
The Human Swarm
"The Human Swarm" We are but ants in a colony, Crowding streets and buildings, Shoulders brushing, lives entwining, A never-ending throng of humanity.
By thekishore3 years ago in Poets
An Endless Love
The leaves fall gently to the ground As we walk hand in hand, Our hearts entwined, forever bound. The sun sets on our last walk together,
By Beyond the Brightness3 years ago in Poets
A Love to Last a Lifetime
In your eyes, I see a love so true A flame that burns bright and never dims With every kiss, my heart beats anew A love to last a lifetime, it begins
By Deva3 years ago in Poets