Stories in Poets that you’ll love, handpicked by our team.
every time i close my eyes i see stick men drawn on the walls on the ceiling down the halls i look for my reflection
By Brenabout a year ago in Poets
Slanted sunlight impales red-brown maple leaves as those dead summers crunch under my careful steps. Your icy breath nibbles my bare skin
By Talia Meadowsabout a year ago in Poets
My eyes are fatigued. Tears do as they please on my face. Sadness is like the meal I eat every day. Poverty is what troubles me most.
By Gloria Penelopeabout a year ago in Poets
Keep the faith. Never stop believing things will get better. The blessings of the man upstairs will hit better. Keep the faith. Ignore the devils deceiving you.
By Joe Pattersonabout a year ago in Poets
Wasted third act, but incorrectly citing sources is its greatest sin ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
By Matthew J. Frommabout a year ago in Poets
I still sometimes dream of you, young and strong, a man's man, far younger than I am now, and a far cry from the old man we watched slowly waste away.
By John Coxabout a year ago in Poets
She whispers to the devil when the darkness is complete, His rolling laughter booms from the depths, Keeping him amused is her favourite pastime,
By Colleen Millsteed about a year ago in Poets
You let those words fall from your mouth, not once, not thrice, but over and over, like a song you’ve rehearsed, no weight left in them, no guilt, no hesitation.
By Marvelous Michaelabout a year ago in Poets
I walked out on you... I walked out on all things you. I packed my bags, what little of it, And left to the haven I call home.
By Manisha Dhalaniabout a year ago in Poets
the smell of the puddles calls me to play, i stomp and i giggle enjoying the day the sun warms my skin with its soft, gentle rays, making me happy the clouds found me today
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsdenabout a year ago in Poets
Remembering how our first introduction was me trying to hold your hand and you throwing french fries at me, how I watched you fill the dining area with your giant smile and let your uncontrollable laughter fill my ears and heart,
By F Cade Swansonabout a year ago in Poets
This is for Poppy’s prompt #10 and Mikeydred’s Octoberon prompt. Do join in the fun! Keys are tools of discovery. They unlock doors to the self, soul, and one’s desires.
By Michelle Liew Tsui-Linabout a year ago in Poets
