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.
Thorned Temptations
Shrubs growing higher, thorns covering many treats, from my eager hands.
James GreenPublished about 6 hours ago in PoetsPeople - Poem
We see people everyday, All night and all day. Whether it's family and friends or strangers, We always have favors. The are ones that are quiet and pleasant,
Shambhavee BhosalePublished about 12 hours ago in PoetsColors - Poem
The color red, Belongs to the dead. To the ones in hell, It is worse than a prison cell. The color yellow Is everyone's fellow.
Shambhavee BhosalePublished about 17 hours ago in PoetsPericles
Pericles, the Pitcher Plant is surrounded by glory. His artistic and opportunistic friends sit around a congregation of the sticky and prickly sort. Unshaven, they chill with their lids off-an open door policy-for those insects drawn in by the lure of fermenting liquor from nectar punch leftover from partying the night before.
Tony MartelloPublished about 18 hours ago in PoetsGodzilla made me do my homework.
There was a time in life before adhd was considered the ringleader of my faults. Doctors informed mother to just Lay off the candy. It makes them hyper.
Lamar WigginsPublished about 18 hours ago in PoetsThe Exchange
Based on Randy Baker's 'Prompted #5': 'To Be Played At Maximum Volume' - from the back cover of David Bowie's 'Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders from Mars':
Kendall DefoePublished about 18 hours ago in PoetsTrue Friends: Walking the Path Together?
Real life is not a straight line and the friends we make during this journey can evolve as well. But true friends? It is much of them still being the ones who can stand by us, in both, good and tough times.
Emily Chan - Life and love sharingPublished about 19 hours ago in PoetsFrom Fear to Fiesta: My Unforgettable Avocado Awakening
Ah, the avocado. If you consider me, it was not a love at first bite. Its thick, weird lumps encapsulated an inside that I wasn’t sure I wanted to know: a soft patch of green.
Emily Chan - Life and love sharingPublished about 19 hours ago in PoetsA Flying Dinosaur
Once there was a creature .. a creature thst it’s quite majestic and mystical… a creature that has been existed for over billion years ago—-
Meghan LeVaughnPublished about 21 hours ago in PoetsSubjective
stir the pot thicker than the blood dripping from the thoughts off the top of my head rabble rouser, true art styler, never want to be a hero, rather be the Nero to art
Paul StewartPublished about 23 hours ago in Poetsborn of stardust
born of stardust clever line gives a real sense of direction where this is heading and why the embers of the dying light
Paul StewartPublished about 23 hours ago in PoetsInto the Wilderness
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I— I took the one well-tread, With soft a sand surface beneath my feet And the harsh wilderness trimmed to a fringe
Matthew FrommPublished about 24 hours ago in Poets