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

Joshua
Dear Mom and Dad, Didn’t you realize we were his Disneyworld? We were his dream come true, his happy ending. That night he came to us like a stray dog
By AES3 years ago in Poets
A Discontented Winter
The desolate chill numbed my soul A winter like no other pressed me to the edge Recoiling in horror at the heart I once knew
By Tina D'Angelo3 years ago in Poets
$1.59
I sit and face the window in a cheap coffee shop, one that smells of old fryer oil and dirty dishwater and the lights,
By Dean F. Hardy3 years ago in Poets
Worn to Fit
To the person who wants to wear my heart on your sleeve, I need you to know something about me, I need you to know that my heart has been worn,
By Rilee Arey3 years ago in Poets
A Girlhood
Dear K., Once again you cross the plains of my mind a youthful, 12 year old face of warm brown skin as unforgettable as your dimpled cheeks
By Sariah3 years ago in Poets
Your Native Shore
Dear Edgar, Through roaring seas, I call you home, Along the shore, I seek your light. Weary and worried, still you roam.
By Jennifer Christiansen3 years ago in Poets
2 For $7
Dear, Fast-Food... (Except Chipotle) From the depths of velvety smooth chocolate milkshake oceans to the mountains of sodium-laden deep-fried goodies, I commend you for the variety of fare you offer. However, I condemn you for the magnetized clutch you've induced.
By Lamar Wiggins3 years ago in Poets
QUESTION: Jobs You Can Mess Up, And Still Have A Job
Dear Weatherman, Are you serious?! I plan my days based on the words that you say, and with every new broadcast it changes. I packed the umbrella, you said, 80 and rain, now it's 30 below, would you care to explain what the deal is?
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 years ago in Poets
Worst Friend Ever
When I need uplifting you’re tearing me down If I need a lifeline you’re letting me drown When I need a hand you keep pulling away
By Earl W. Pearl3 years ago in Poets
Dear Patience
Dear Patience, Where did you go? I looked for you earlier, but you were gone away. You were here on Thursday when we were watching the game and she kept forgetting that our team scored. You were right by my side when she cheered again and offered yet another high-five, which you happily accepted.
By Cathy holmes3 years ago in Poets
Breaking the News. First Place in Ludicrous Limerick Challenge.
The news of today is absurd, When fact and opinions are blurred, You know it’s the worst, When profit is first, And truth comes in second or third.
By the Phuzz3 years ago in Poets
Dear Terminologia Anatomica,. Second Place in Ludicrous Limerick Challenge .
You call it mucus, discharge, secretion All vague homonyms lacking concretion Vaginas make goo It’s useful goo, too And deserves a word as certain as semen!
By Morgana3 years ago in Poets