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

She Was Unknowingly Born A Warrior
She definitely has the strength to move forward But she has forgotten who she was born to be, She is living as if it is still the yesterday of her pain
By Colleen Millsteed 4 years ago in Poets
Unexplored Frontiers
I will not be you and you will not be me dancing around delayed address of our imbalances serpentine slow slither wrapped around fragilities
By The Dani Writer4 years ago in Poets
Lost Memories of a Pioneer Town
The following is a poem based on Walla Walla, Washington’s storied past. The city’s reputation and social landscape changed vastly from the 19th to the 20th century. For historians, there are a lot of rumors to weed through and unique challenges to preserving the city’s past. It’s difficult to find reliable documents about Walla Walla’s pioneer days.
By Andrea Lawrence4 years ago in Poets
I would leave myself too
You keep Polaroids of people who you don’t even speak to anymore Because deep down you still hope they’ll come back to you
By A.poems 4 years ago in Poets
Tomorrow is Today (Ukraine Support)
A ray of borscht, a pampushka's blaze Seem to call for this settled evening And the sunflower shines when walking Under the lightening sun - free gaggles graze
By Francis L4 years ago in Poets
Past Life
I ask myself, “is it possible?” Past life, reincarnation, a soul embarking on multiple journeys in different spans of time.
By Stephanie Maldonado4 years ago in Poets
Perpendicular
If beauty is skin deep, What do mirrors display? If talk is truly cheap, Why do so many pay Such great attention to what others say?
By Laura Merchant Roodenburg3 years ago in Poets
Paper Butterflies
There was an echo when the train came… and the earth stood still to listen to their names… and below the risen seats of pharaohs,
By Gina C.3 years ago in Poets
As I Search For My People
I refuse to believe that I am destined to be on my own As a member of the human race I crave a connection, A loving lifeline to those beautiful souls I can call mine
By Colleen Millsteed 4 years ago in Poets
Differently Fabled
I am not just a statistic, a disorder you won’t say, I am autistic. I’m not some cutesy term to help you sleep at night,
By Josey Pickering4 years ago in Poets
grandmother
I can remember grass stains on my clothing from rolling down hills over your home sheltered in the earth built into dirt
By Josey Pickering4 years ago in Poets
25 To Make You Feel Alive
1. Guaranteed There’s nothing in life that’s guaranteed except for only one thing — death. 2. Light Them Up
By Terry Mansfield4 years ago in Poets