Stories in Poets that you’ll love, handpicked by our team.
I am convinced that all poets are insane and the best poetry comes from the craziest brains. Loose bolts, dangling screws,
By Lune3 years ago in Poets
Sunday morning delirium, waking up from dizzy dreams and knowing I’m safe with you. Every weekend was a getaway growing up,
By Josey Pickering3 years ago in Poets
How silent is time as she peeks in the crib another slave born to laugh and to mourn crafted in wisdom from dust and from rib.
By Smallbrook3 years ago in Poets
Beginning, we bare our naked souls in rather public forum, in hopes to catch a common glance-- in hopes to once again be, "whole".
By Daniel L. Bacon3 years ago in Poets
He saw a beautiful garden Colourful flowers Pleasant fragrances He inspected every flower Down to minute details Strived to find perfection
By Dharrsheena Raja Segarran3 years ago in Poets
It happens on the first page - "Look, I didn't want to be a half-blood.". Every single memory comes back like a flood, and I welcome it. Hello again, old friend.
By Leigh Hooper3 years ago in Poets
I want to live inside a poem a simple place to call my home when the city is too bright and all I want to do is sleep
By rhe3 years ago in Poets
She’s still in my contact list, I almost texted her today Though I had no idea what I would send or say I thought I was in love, but she had different dreams
By Andrew C McDonald3 years ago in Poets
::::::::::::::::SOLDIER’S CHILD::::::::::::::::: Fingers tiny, body small, petite baby girl eyes so large Soldier’s fate encapsulated like a car on a barge
Woke up late, threw the alarm clock Grabbed my pants, slipped on a sock Coffee spilled on my brand new shirt Christ that’s hot, nipples got burnt
This is a semi free form poem Inspired by Rudyard Kipling's “If”, David Gates’ “If” and just Writing For Vocal. You can listen to me reading it in the video if you would like.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 4 years ago in Poets
Under the water’s glossy surface, I am at peace I am serene and whole One with a force that is both me and not me One with a life that feels so much purer than the world raging around me
By Eva A. Schellinger4 years ago in Poets
