fact or fiction
Is it fact or merely fiction? Fact or Fiction explores the myths and beliefs we hold about what makes a good poem and the poetry rules that were made to be broken.
The Audacity of Awakening
The reason many women lead such exhausting lives is not a lack of capability, but a surplus of patience. They spend years waiting—waiting for a partner to mature, waiting for someone to finally show they care, or waiting for a golden opportunity that is never destined to arrive. Eventually, a realization sets in: waiting is nothing more than slow exhaustion, while the "dare" is the act of turning around and walking away.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing3 days ago in Poets
The Spider Over My Bed
Hanging down was the spider in a web. I screamed like a child; it was over my bed, hairy, black, and ready to pounce. I am sure it’s going to eat me, and every last ounce. So I grab my cricket bat. "Come, spider, bring it on." "Don’t do that," he said, "my dear, hold on." He then jumped down and sat by my side, terrified. I cried and cried, "Look, I am a nice spider. Please try to smile; I only wanted to sit with you for a short while." "No, go away," I said, "or I will use this bat." The spider ignored me and sat and sat. Then suddenly he turned for the hills, telling me to go buy a few happy pills. He vanished, and from that day to this, I asked the universe to grant this wish: please keep my bedroom and house spider-free. Please, universe, grant this one wish for me. It’s been a year; no sign of him. I actually think this battle I willed to win.
By Marie381Uk 3 days ago in Poets
