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

Words Left Unspoken. Runner-Up in Villanelle of Regret Challenge.
Words spoken in haste will burn and soon be gone Though they bruise and foster indignation Words we leave unspoken slowly smolder on
By Dana Crandell3 months ago in Poets
Rock On. Runner-Up in Ludicrous Limerick Challenge.
You just can't avoid getting older. It's a burden we all have to shoulder. You can simply survive. Or learn how to thrive.
By Marie Wilson3 years ago in Poets
Halo-Mist. Winner in Letters to the Moon Challenge.
when I close my eyes To remember your Ayla, that circle of ethereal, eternal burning light My brain fine tunes the beam into feverish, crying music
By Melissa Ingoldsby2 months ago in Poets
I Still Remember
I still remember that very first meet, The first laugh, the first word, the first step, the first fall, A little hand reaching for mine,
By Colleen Millsteed 21 days ago in Poets
Shooting Star. Content Warning.
Breathing breath into me Spiraling in imagination Endless search for patience Anger dulls my star Rattling bones of skeleton
By Tanya Lei22 days ago in Poets
Longevity. Honorable Mention in The Last Flame Challenge.
Internal heat is the direct source of enthusiasm emotion passion intensity... all things inherent in this ongoing process of existence...
By Lamar Wiggins22 days ago in Poets
Diary Entry 451. Winner in The Last Flame Challenge.
Today, my husband bought a lighter. I’m scared of fire. He told me to flick it but it was warm to the touch. “Will it burn
By Mackenzie Davis23 days ago in Poets
Cooling Embers. Runner-Up in The Last Flame Challenge.
My husband is a bit of a pyromaniac. We couldn’t get insurance On our wedding barbeque Because he’s known in town For his conflagrations.
By Aubrey Rebecca23 days ago in Poets
First Love
She was A perfect instructor Hands tracing Lines across Whisper soft texture Varying weight Yielding best results
By Aspen Marie 24 days ago in Poets
Authenticity VS. AI: Hypocrites or Flawed?. Content Warning.
“Tell the story only your ghost can tell. Because even in a world that learns to speak without a voice, the real will always tremble
By Luna Jordan25 days ago in Poets
P's & Q's of Christmas
May you be mindful of why we celebrate mankind's special event Enjoy your family and friends, truly take-in each smile, laugh, hug
By Shirley Belk28 days ago in Poets
Afternoon Communion
I had a visitor in my classroom the other day. She, unknowingly, flew into a storm of cacophony and swarms of students swatting at her. She found a safe place to land and made her way over to my desk where she climbed onto a note pad and passed the time grooming herself and studying me with quiet curiosity. I was able to release her onto a Texas Sage bush right outside my classroom window.
By Sara Little23 days ago in Poets