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.

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sonic drive through relocated target switch pad house boxes Still don’t know address district asking where I been where I told
By No Real Balance3 years ago in Poets
If We Agree We Are In This Together, Do We Also Agree It's Not A Competition
When you bring it into question, keep these words in mind and close to home. Don't ask me for answers that only confirm your biases, looking to be victimized. If what i tell you's gonna make you crazy, or runaway, and don't let it be an excuse to shirk or shrink OUR relations. I can't stop the shame you feel, and i refuse to own what isn't mine to take.
By ⸘jason alan‽3 years ago in Poets
The Next Matador
I always enjoyed a good challenge when it came to writing poetry. It was that way in school, too. Our teacher would give us a subject and then, we’d have fifteen minutes to see what we would do with it.
By Margaret Brennan3 years ago in Poets
Dante Would Be Proud. Top Story - September 2022.
I’ve written so much poetry It’s making my head spin. I’ve entered many contests But seldom do I win. My poetry collection
By Margaret Brennan3 years ago in Poets
TOO MANY
Gave you chances say you’re sorry In the end your ego rose So you know I’ll write my story On this beat I will expose Pricks like you I’ve seen too many
By Haychie_Artist3 years ago in Poets
My little girl and creative writing
Creative writing is a passion when putting your ideas on paper and explaining to anyone what is in your head. Whether it is a fantasy story, a poem, or even a short story you choose to tell.
By stephanie borges3 years ago in Poets
Wrapped up in Bed, Like a Virtual Burrito
I woke to you watching me. "Wrapped up in bed, like a virtual Burrito," you said. I said, "What?" * You smiled that smile at me and said:
By Wm Kucera 3 years ago in Poets
Too Fat to Be Me
I looked for me ofttimes She looked at me always As much as I abhorred her She was always there I was slim She was fat
By Marie Cadette Pierre-Louis3 years ago in Poets
Find a friend
A friend, five or six years haven't seen, completely lost contact. Sometimes, I will think of him, search his name on Baidu, but the name is too common, such as the tide of information, I always can't tell which is his.
By feng3 years ago in Poets
balance.
when the whole world is runnin’ wild I am sittin’ on the balcony of my mind takin’ a chill pill to calm down all my nerves
By Moon Desert3 years ago in Poets
The 7 Deadly Comforts of Modern Times
The Sinful Comforts of Modern Times In Roman Catholic theology, there are 7 deadly sins that spur other sins and encourage immoral behavior. First enumerated by Pope Gregory I (the Great) in the 6th century, these sins are often thought to be gross abuses that every human being need to curb to prevent dire consequences.
By Peeping_Soul3 years ago in Poets
Fish Fingers
i could have had fish fingers would have saved a lot of fuss if only i had fish fingers i wouldn't have had to cuss i wouldn't have had to say you cunt
By Bren3 years ago in Poets