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.
In The Line of Fire
When loving so many with a heart of gold. You play yourself into oblivion. Destruction as dynamite, explosion after explosion goes off. One you love as though you are a children. Another you love as an ex feeling with fear surrounding your heart. The third you loved freely until the balls and chains flew up and tied your heart down as the child inside you is bond and gagged. A life full of lies flying from every direction until, slapped in the face, beat to the ground and here we are again. Beaten, lied to, and destroyed as you once were. You start to accept, then bow. You start to waiver and cry from the pain of the spikes stabbed through your wings holding you down.
By Angel Levonn5 years ago in Poets
stowaway: a petrarchan sonnet
the whirr of the propeller on the nose of my fugitive flight to the mainland shook even my hand, waving to that island. my body: weightless as the plane that rose over the town, and the sea, and the girl, then into the brightness, high over the plains. and my eyes: wide, and full as my thumping veins. and my vow: to return, though not knowing when.
By hannah beckingham5 years ago in Poets
My Dream
Late one night when I was supposed to go to bed, instead of me going to bed, I had watched a scary movie. It was on YouTube. It was very dark, and the rain was coming down hitting against my window wind making howling noise as if our dogs were moaning because they did not want to be outside.
By TYHEEMA MASON5 years ago in Poets
