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.

The Hour the Red Horse Waited
The Hour the Red Horse Waited The red horse stands among winter branches, pine needles breathing out old December air. Ornaments sway with the smallest memory of touch,
By Marie381Uk 20 days ago in Poets
The Wicked Step Dad
The Wicked Step Dad Please don’t run away he will kill you I said it too fast I think you missed half you’re fumbling with the window latch
By Marie381Uk 20 days ago in Poets
When Does True Growth Begin?
Loneliness is precious, for only in that quiet stillness can you truly hear the voice of your own heart. You've faced your sadness and shed your tears alone, honestly. You accept them, knowing they are life lessons, part of life's journey.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing20 days ago in Poets
Watchman’s Hour
Trumpets practice as the daydreamer dreams. The sleepwalkers walk. The still corpse rots. Altars glow, but not with urgency.
By Natasha Collazo21 days ago in Poets
Red Number At The Casino
Red Number At The Casino I found a fortune with my hands in the loo. notes folded like promises all over the floor. The table smiled, green and patient,
By Marie381Uk 21 days ago in Poets
Not Afraid Anymore. Top Story - January 2024. Content Warning.
You beat me. Choked me out. Told me I couldn’t live without you. Escaped the horror story that you played the antagonist in.
By RP21 days ago in Poets
Today I chose not to fall
Falling Down From Bridges High I have stood where the city forgets its name, where the river keeps secrets better than people,
By Marie381Uk 21 days ago in Poets
My First ISBN
Nine seven nine eight eight nine eight six five two one one one is the most beautiful number I’ve ever seen, the lovely
By Harper Lewis21 days ago in Poets
The Zodiac, Which Are You
The Zodiac, Which Are You Aries comes in like a thought you act on too fast, Heat in the chest, shoes already by the door.
By Marie381Uk 21 days ago in Poets
SHINE . Content Warning.
Shine baby shine, you’re made for glamour. Thick red carpets unroll themselves. The show goes on, has been going on for as long
By Paul Fingl21 days ago in Poets
She Wants
She wants to love Like she’s never been broken She wants to smile At the reflection she sees She wants to rest In the words that are spoken
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden21 days ago in Poets
Learning To Be Real
don’t be afraid to let your inner child be find the child in another and let that truth set you free when you strip away titles that have held you down
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden21 days ago in Poets