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.

openwork
the whole world thinks in different categories than me, who is proficient in psychology on which I focus everywhere from school subjects to multiple environments
By Moon Desert3 years ago in Poets
Forest amongst the Trees
Another restless night, Another long morning, Whenever I get lost in my own thoughts, Drifting around like tumbleweeds in the vastness of my mind,
By Rambler's Society3 years ago in Poets
Many Faces
With every waking moment, Every tiny movement, Even the smallest of mice, There is a beat that rings out louder than any drum you can beat,
By Rambler's Society3 years ago in Poets
Bernadette Mayer, Celebrated Poet Who Broke the Boundaries of Art-Making, Has Died at seventy seven
Bernadette Mayer, a poet, publisher, and artist who wrote with a novel stream of awareness, died on November 22 on the age of 77. Artforum first reported news of her demise.
By Bryant Gray3 years ago in Poets
What lurks below?
Beware of giant worms and faceless snakes. Some tell tales, at the bottom of lakes Lies an army of beasts On fish do they feast
By Thavien Yliaster3 years ago in Poets
New life within a new year
Another year has gone by, The winds are cooler, The rain came and went now, Everything feels so familiar yet so new and different,
By Rambler's Society3 years ago in Poets
Sexy Poetry
His visibility over my shoulder Was all the comfort I needed... I rested on his Solid State... His chest felt like stuffed bricks with a Heart rhythm...
By HandsomelouiiThePoet (Lonzo ward)3 years ago in Poets
my own private prison
I’m always alone here with all the voices in the air they told me I had bipolar and some schizoaffective disorder is this the reason why I write?
By Moon Desert3 years ago in Poets
Ghost Love
How can I stop this madness when I love it? You are driving me crazy. I have tried so many times to let you go. There is an external force attaching me to your ghost.
By Aly G3 years ago in Poets
pizza, beer, and cigs
since you were born, have you been anywhere else? gobblin’ pizza, gulpin’ beer, smokin’ cigs have kids as a child that’s the main goal here
By Moon Desert3 years ago in Poets
the change
when I learned to recognise different kinds of light something has changed inside weird became familiar when he said
By Moon Desert3 years ago in Poets
Club Q
We were shaken When five lives were taken But one is not mistaken When they cheer For the one that took them from here
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets