Stories in Poets that you’ll love, handpicked by our team.
They all bled rainbows The beginning of the month felt bright and new Politicians spoke of love Companies pushed for acceptance
By CyCy4 years ago in Poets
As predicted I’ve been convicted of feeling sick in the head I wish you’d put me to bed So, I can wake up in sheets made of satin and honey sweet dreams
By Jeffrey Sparks4 years ago in Poets
Invites and encouragement I declined, Confused expressions are what I find, From youthful exuberance eager to go, And watch the corporate pageantry all for show,
By Emma Edwins (R.T. Edwins)4 years ago in Poets
After Pride Month is over Fear and prejudice does not abate There are still battles to be fought Everyday, at home, at work, at school and social
By Natasja Rose4 years ago in Poets
All the world's a stage And we are merely players, Or, so the story goes. But when the action stops, And the music fades,
By Misty Rae4 years ago in Poets
Putting pressure on the petals, sensing a familiar finesse, under the languid & listless rolling rains, tiny rivulets annex with their sisters,
By Jon Bayliss4 years ago in Poets
It starts... It starts with a rainbow. With colors dripping down my face in a rain of pride and acceptance. It starts with a community.
By Libby4 years ago in Poets
First place recipient of the David Middleton Poetry Award. Previously published in The Mosaic Literary Magazine. *** I don't write for you.
By Lena Beana4 years ago in Poets
I wish I could write anything about rage but I can only write about wanting things I will never have since things in the past can’t be changed or given
By Joe Nasta | Seattle foodie poet4 years ago in Poets
To form a more perfect union Present tense, not past The infinitive's infinity For you reading this tomorrow: Take it, reshape it, make it last.
By Ava Mack4 years ago in Poets
I was told by my parents that remaining in such a toxic relationship was a sin. I did not understand what they meant until I compared our love to each of the seven deadly sins.
By Bethany Tester4 years ago in Poets
I needed. I begged. I pleaded. I asked. I tried. You lied. I wondered, why? I knew. I accepted. I grew. I cried. I hoped. I learned.
