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.

Relationship Compatibility: Effort and Value
Compatibility isn't about being the same age, having identical personalities, or sharing every interest. Instead, it's about the mutual desire to stay together and the shared joy of being in each other's presence.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing3 months ago in Poets
The Hunger of Your Name
The Hunger of Your Name I remember the first night we met, your voice moved through me like warm smoke in my chest, I breathed you in
By Marie381Uk 3 months ago in Poets
Spliced
lycan lore implores skeptic minds to seek shelter... full moon rises soon
By Lamar Wiggins3 months ago in Poets
Giving In
it’s a little less repeating what i should not to do it again
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 months ago in Poets
The Geology of Us
When time has compressed me to stone, and my skeleton’s part of the cliff, the wind will begin its slow work, composing its elegy if.
By The 9x Fawdi3 months ago in Poets
My Final, Faithful Biographers. AI-Generated.
When the roots of the willow have threaded my bones, and used my ribs for their home, they will drink from the rain that once fell on your skin,
By The 9x Fawdi3 months ago in Poets
The Widow of My Heart
The Widow of My Heart You stepped into my world so softly, like a quiet thought in winter rain, I opened every part of me,
By Marie381Uk 3 months ago in Poets
Lady Who Was Hung
Lady Who Was Hung She died in silent hours, her warmth began to fade. No soul was there to witness, except a frightened maid.
By Marie381Uk 3 months ago in Poets
The Phantom of the Grave
The Phantom of the Grave I walk under the moon that never sleeps, calling your name even though I know the dirt is fresh and cold
By Marie381Uk 3 months ago in Poets
Felt My Fist Hit the Wall
Felt My Fist Hit the Wall You pushed me past the edge, you laughed at every tear, you wanted a monster, you wanted proof I was broken,
By Marie381Uk 3 months ago in Poets
I Will Wait
I wanted to write a bright and uplifting poem about the light of our world, the solar lantern in the sky, the sun.
By Paul Stewart3 months ago in Poets
Evil Is A Hunter
He never left the office but that did not stop his hunts He crept the shadows, cautious all it took was just a touch He ran his fingers cross the keyboard
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 months ago in Poets