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.

Wild wild haiku
Remember the world Why do people go crazy? Today is superb
By Angelina F. Thomas3 years ago in Poets
Deep within my heart and mind
There's a place that I hold dear Deep within my heart and mind It's a place where I feel at peace And leave all my troubles behind
By Ibrahim Sani M3 years ago in Poets
Fantasy Flight
I had a dream that I could fly Up in the clouds so high I soared above the trees The wind rushing through my hair with ease
By Zohaib Sunesara3 years ago in Poets
Siren Guide
Oh the dream I had last night was wild and free I wandered through a world that seemed so strange to me I flew through the clouds and danced on the moon
By Tango3 years ago in Poets
EARLY OR LATE?
Everyone’s on Alert here comes pink silk shirt, she passes over me at my desk and I can’t help but inhale her great perfume of the pink moon Goddess. I will just collect the post as I do and pretend to tie my undone shoelace to tie once or twice to catch a glimpse of those sad brown eyes.
By Dawn Earnshaw3 years ago in Poets
What is Life.....
Life is but a fleeting moment In the grand scheme of things, A brief and fleeting spark In the infinite expanse of the universe.
By Karthik Dinesh3 years ago in Poets
Only I Can
A spectator in a calm museum I meander among the futuristic relics collected from eras long beyond mine yet far before theirs
By Ellen Stedfeld3 years ago in Poets
all the same things
here i stop and start: unearthed, emergent, made of particles. everything, i see exposed by photons, deceptively moved,
By ⸘jason alan‽3 years ago in Poets
last call
can there be a reason if nobody ever asks 'why?' or gives a need to have the answer- can't there be a reason even if none of us gets it right?
By ⸘jason alan‽3 years ago in Poets
Cuba kitty is a meow mix kitty!
Cuba kitty is such a good kitty that others have been stealing his social media pages, so he had me reset his password to make it stealth so no one else steals his social media pages and platforms any longer laugh out loud.
By Angelina F. Thomas3 years ago in Poets
The Night of the Winter Solstice 2012
It was 12/21/12 the day the Mayans predicted the world would end. I’d had night terrors before, but this one I still don’t comprehend.
By Katherine Nesbitt3 years ago in Poets
Vend-A-Baby
Vend-a-baby So many years trying and failing Thrashing and flailing Every month my ‘friend’ arrives Every month I cross my eyes
By Patti Marrs Magill3 years ago in Poets