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.

Current And Past Proclamations
save the earth and wear a mask know your worth don’t tell, don’t ask be kind, rewind and never drink and drive you must change your mind
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsdenabout a month ago in Poets
The Robins Know True Love
The Robins Know True Love They sit close on a winter branch at dawn, feathers pressed where the cold cannot divide, no vows spoken, no promise written down,
By Marie381Uk about a month ago in Poets
Is Compatibility Born or Built?
The person you're truly looking for isn't a "perfect match," but someone willing to navigate many trials and tribulations with you over time
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharingabout a month ago in Poets
My Public Announcement
hear ye, hear ye shut up and pay heed they’ll drain your soul dry squeeze the turnip till it bleeds life is but a journey
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsdenabout a month ago in Poets
Hey Buddy Let Us Work. Content Warning.
This is the last part of the series about The Boy Who Lost His Soul. This is a sci-fi horror fiction story created by Vicki. Outstages Cafe Production is a virtual Cafe offering time travel, different scenarios, banana milk, and music. Little spooky!
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli about a month ago in Poets
The Numbers Came Up
The Numbers Came Up The ticket sat forgotten in my coat, creased from weeks of ordinary days. I checked the numbers without hope,
By Marie381Uk about a month ago in Poets
The Mask That Hides the Hurt
The Mask That Hides the Hurt She paints her face in daylight tones and grace, a practiced smile perfected over years, no crack allowed to show the faulted ground,
By Marie381Uk about a month ago in Poets
When Winter Wages War
Mittens and snow boots Some marshmallows in a mug Sweet, subtle soldiers
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsdenabout a month ago in Poets
Why Do Wicked Men Want War
Why Do Wicked Men Want War Why do some people want a war? To kill, to rule, to maim. Its monster brain men, Drunk on control, sharpening power into weapons,
By Marie381Uk about a month ago in Poets
The Perfect Sky
The Perfect Sky There is no such thing as a perfect man, No flawless woman carved from certainty, We carry cracks beneath our names and smiles,
By Marie381Uk about a month ago in Poets
When Cancer Takes
When Cancer Takes Cancer took my dad and left a family broken, Hearts split open, tears we drown in, Tears fall so frequently we cannot count them,
By Marie381Uk about a month ago in Poets
The House That Knew My Name
The House That Knew My Name The house knew my name before I spoke it, before my shoes learned the sound of the floor. Walls leaned closer when I crossed the rooms,
By Marie381Uk about a month ago in Poets