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

She's nowhere near.
*PLEASE LISTEN TO THE SOUND WHILE YOU READ MY STORY ;)* ~ Last night, I had a beautiful dream. The air was thicker than usual, and I was holding onto something that was never there.
By Kodahabout a year ago in Poets
Wanted
i wanted to feel the need for something but of what, i wasn't quite sure and in the middle of this unfolding riddle i may feel the need for something else more
By Brenabout a year ago in Poets
My Christmas Gift This Year
It is grey in grey now every day The night so bright my moon to sight December candles warm Outside quiet and no storm
By Henrik Hagelandabout a year ago in Poets
just yesterday you were little. Runner-Up in Holiday Reflections in Verse Challenge.
i lost faith in fairy tales and placed it in family and predictable rituals of silver-tongued finesse to sweet-secret that rum swizzle punch recipe outta uncle larry via encoded terminology within range of underage ears.
By The Dani Writerabout a year ago in Poets
Desiderium Dierum
Bellerophon “Pride goeth before destruction, and an haughty spirit before a fall.” -Proverbs 16:18 Ever notice how stories of arrogance tend to lose track of the protagonist after the fall?
By C. Rommial Butlerabout a year ago in Poets
Thread Spool Ornaments
author photo Past its prime, she tossed the old fake tree in the dumpster. It was dark already at three o'clock in the afternoon; night arrives early in the Arctic.
By Andrea Corwin about a year ago in Poets
Stuck
I'm stuck Not because I want to be For a year and a half now I've been stuck in the same place, the same moments in time
By Donny Foleyabout a year ago in Poets
Christmas, 1983, London. Runner-Up in Holiday Reflections in Verse Challenge.
The doors are paper, the image small, “Be patient, or he won’t come at all,” A robin, pert and brightly bold, “Bide your time, let the joy unfold.”
By Hannah Mooreabout a year ago in Poets
Wrapped in Love. Runner-Up in Holiday Reflections in Verse Challenge.
The snow falls gently tonight, soft as the melodies of Dolly and Johnny, their voices weaving through the room as they always did—
By Hannah Hessabout a year ago in Poets
Through her eyes
Is the moon friend to the stars or is she forced to save face tethered together for centuries to the night sky tolerating each other's company
By Sarah Lennabout a year ago in Poets
Good And Happy
“The best things in life are free: hugs, smiles, friends, kisses, family, sleep, love, laughter and good memories” How True are these words!
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiffabout a year ago in Poets
Another World
My mind opening and closing as it blinks awake My eyes drawing in the cool morning air Smells of another world fill my lungs
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets