Stories in Poets that you’ll love, handpicked by our team.
Sorry for breaking down on Christmas I was only embracing my divine right To express myself when the sun slept Now I must seek consent to breathe
By Chloe Gilholy25 days ago in Poets
In Newfoundland in Quidi Vidi, St. John’s, About 1771 a baby was born, To who, I don’t know, I can’t quite distinguish,
By Nani23 days ago in Poets
Of course, 2026 equals blazing forward, says the horse, but beware: know when to rein it in! On Tuesday, February 17, 2026, Wood Snake passes the baton to Fire Horse.
By Marilyn Glover23 days ago in Poets
In these battered halls are sung the songs of broken yesterdays Visions of sweeter tomorrows knelt blithely in the pews Un-bittered by want and regret
By Ian Read26 days ago in Poets
he wanted me to need him instead of being real and confident. he wanted me to question everything instead of be deliberate and make my dreams come true.
By ⸘jason alan‽24 days ago in Poets
I crawled across the sanguine soaked battlefield of life born legless languishing below the line of sight to all except the
By K.B. Silver 26 days ago in Poets
Prose Poetry Unburdening a menagerie of ghosts exorcised my fragile, fumbling heart. I had told you of jet-black thoughts through intimate chronicles, and discombobulated perceptions ripped beyond the basal of my breasts.
By Chantal Christie Weiss27 days ago in Poets
I drop to my knees on the side of the road Of this long forgotten place I gather the filthy, Long abandoned bundle this fragment of faith
By Justin Black26 days ago in Poets
Lying on the floor, CDs are spread out around me. Some are in their cases, while others are bare. My music player softly pumps out melodies into the air.
By Amethyst Champagne27 days ago in Poets
I am the tree laid bare by winter, all sandpaper bark and the hollowness of a thing almost-dead, holding my breath in the fractured light of the perpetual confessional,
By Chloë J.26 days ago in Poets
I thought words arrived as if breathing were easy. Books fooled my young eyes. Now I know better. Stories take patient years.
By Diani Alvarenga27 days ago in Poets
You must know from the moment you were born, you were innocent in a way that invited envy. You gave no reason to earn disdain,
By Danielle Eckhart30 days ago in Poets
