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Stories in Poets that you’ll love, handpicked by our team.

That Two-Way Street
All I ask is respect acknowledgment of the 'me' apart from you consideration for the differential steeped in hot cups of 'no shit' sobriety
By The Dani Writer2 years ago in Poets
LOVE ENDURES
Entwined commitment so dear talking nose to nose. Whispered endearment in ear. ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ Love blooms secure and sincere.
By Babs Iverson2 years ago in Poets
Dawn Breaks the Waste
Dawn Breaks the Waste Take the time to drink the sky Where the erratic flights of starlings Reinforce unseen by-paths Under a wall of gray cloud
By C. Rommial Butler2 years ago in Poets
A mother unknown
I hesitate to ask Maybe it’s her Are you my mum? No I’m theirs - Where is mine? Is she in that photo? She’s in another country
By P. K. Gani2 years ago in Poets
Linger
i saw a shooting star and she told me to keep it moving. i begged her to stay a little longer while i watched her disappear before my eyes.
By Ashley Lima2 years ago in Poets
my
you should have left me on the ground where i was because after you carried me in your arms and showed me the sky
By Sara 2 years ago in Poets
Balloon Fashions For You!!!!
Here is a silly poem that I wrote about a new passion project of mine. I hope that you enjoy it! 😊 Balloon Fashions For You by Tiffany Gordon
By Tiffany Gordon2 years ago in Poets
The World is More than You Know
The world is more than you know; Life is more than you can imagine Everyday there is hunger; everyday another child who dies without care
By Kevin Newton2 years ago in Poets
love unconditional
A/N - I'm re-releasing this piece today as my sweet Norma Jean crossed over the rainbow bridge this morning. I'm trying to wrap my head around the empty space in my heart and my home. She was always momma's girl. Always by my side. Eight years was not enough.
By Heather Hubler27 days ago in Poets
Crawl
i want to crawl into myself put my hands around my knees i want to sit and rock and hide awhile find a momentary peace
By Bren2 years ago in Poets
Red flags
Deep down, I think I like the red flags, the familiarity of them. All the warning signs feel like excitement at first, muffling the little voice in the back of my head, the one who asks questions, thinks things through, the one who knows better.
By Kay Husnick2 years ago in Poets
school
Mom, come pick me up from school. It’s raining and I want a cup of tea. And I’ve got things to say to you, I hope you'll listen, there's so much to talk about,
By Amelia2 years ago in Poets