Stories in Poets that you’ll love, handpicked by our team.
If you're sitting there Thinking, contemplating If you're sitting there Itching, shaking Aching to share Your truth, your soul
By Paul Stewart3 years ago in Poets
Does the Iridescence of her Savoir-fair allure you? The calla lilies speak to me when Roses--in exchange for silence--
By Gina C.3 years ago in Poets
Black music month. It all started with us. The world of music could never be parted from us. Black music month. We were the earliest to give music a voice and now we all rejoice.
By Joe Patterson3 years ago in Poets
Drowning in the intensity of your stare, I almost forget to breathe. Like an Insect being studied underneath a microscope , your laser focus is on me.
By ImperfectlyPerfect3 years ago in Poets
Dazzled by Falstaff’s debonair, I sit at the bar, trying not to stare. So, wait, he sits in the chair right there and tells me he’s had quite a scare.
By Pamela Williams3 years ago in Poets
Dancing Indistractable Soul beats Tik Tok Running man Arched back body roll Crotch grab Tap dance In step Outside turn
By Mariann Carroll3 years ago in Poets
Dreamlike haze coats my vision with a surreal veneer, Images distorted by waves of heat, Smells, boiling asphalt, and dying grass fill me,
By Misty Rae3 years ago in Poets
Distra…? Dastri? Hold on, what is the blasted word? Is it distrably or dustriction? No, they’re totally absurd! Swinging high by branch I was, and fast through morning air…
By L.Clabrough3 years ago in Poets
Diving into unknown waters Innocent as pie Slowly, something starts to crack The surface of my mind Reality has slipped my grip
By Joelle E N3 years ago in Poets
Jimmy takes his gun into the woods. Jimmy has done this before, and never will again. The light is yellow. The trees are tall. Birch bark
By Suze Kay3 years ago in Poets
Daylight too bright to hear the transparency of Lacewings, a Bird of Paradise unravel, the pop of a seed-head bursting,
By Stephanie Ginger3 years ago in Poets
Distraction—with a diminishing return (thanks, Dharrsheena!) Is traction something this little diversion will gain? (Dear God, let’s hope not!)
By Randy Wayne Jellison-Knock3 years ago in Poets
