Most recently published stories in Poets.
You left me alone with my thoughts, Returning later and questioning my tears, The sound of my soul was simply too violent to be heard by anything but my heart,
By Amanda Frazier7 years ago in Poets
She is the one I love Yet she reaches for you Crying out your countless epithets- Black Eagle- You take her where I can not
By J Hirtle7 years ago in Poets
What bittersweet escapade is this? Raucous laughter buried in tears For days and weeks and months and years Seeking solace in morning's kiss
By Daniel Cole7 years ago in Poets
An invisible woman, Standing alone, Silently screaming. They cannot hear, And cannot understand, The tortured screams,
By Rachel Pithers7 years ago in Poets
"It was as if you were a form of a sea dragon, With gills to breathe and wings to fly, You found me lonely in the air. Hid the venom of your tongue behind a smile slicked across your face;
By Richardeen Joseph7 years ago in Poets
What about poetry? What about love and loss? Is there in this world someone who can transcend life, As the one considered to have not lived a life?
By Rose Charles7 years ago in Poets
I wake up early, I see his sweet face there beside me. The blankets are half off him, I see his naked body and part of his penis, it's almost erect,
By Crystal Korpan7 years ago in Poets
Shine! Like you never knew light before Dig deep! Right to the very core Of life and all it's splendour become the leader
By Michael McArdle7 years ago in Poets
Drowned in the thought of you and I together. Seems like unfortunate weather. To see it as fate. Would never compensate.
By Paul Crocker7 years ago in Poets
Pale wings blurring, The pinions of your strength, Your golden eyes searching, As you fly, across your sky . Your downy white body,
By Colin Hope7 years ago in Poets
I love the creative enjoyment with writing, The feeling of peace of mind, I didn't know I had a creative side, THIS IS GOOD TO KNOW,
A warrior's tears are never heard, not even a drop falls upon his face. The oceans do not hear his cry, nor does the sun dare give light to his face. The desert gives him no rest, and the night gives him no joy...
By daniel sheppard7 years ago in Poets