Most recently published stories in Poets.
Maybe just maybe I have to keep continuously breaking until all my cracks are filled with light Until all that surrounds me is no longer the dirt that buried me
By Kayla Deaton7 years ago in Poets
Sometimes I forget myself, my mind is often somewhere else, I wish to plan a date with me, but life has kept me so busy. And when I think “I’ve time to spare, I’ll fit me in my day somewhere”,
By Rae Elliott7 years ago in Poets
I don't talk, I won't talk, I can't... talk. Not to you. Not now, not ever. I am invisible forever. Or am I? I've discovered that these walls are not all stone.
By Paul Crocker7 years ago in Poets
I saw myself in the morning mist as it hovered o'er the lake. While I watched the vapor vanish, I realized my fate. The mist keeps rising skyward,
By Fred Bobbitt7 years ago in Poets
There's a man sat upon a counter, staring into space. Look closely and you see an empty expression on his face. After the light is switched off and door locked, he'll begin to breathe.
In this life, we are trees, but with new life friends, comes new leaves. Yes, we’re blown and whirled about, but sun still shines amidst our doubt.
In the night, as you sleep. You may hear a rhythmic creek. But don't get up for heaven's sake. You don't understand the trouble you'll make.
When I'm around him I feel full and content When I see him the earth stops orbiting and is finally able to rest When I'm with him I don't need anything except him and only him
By nicole7 years ago in Poets
He was a man I thought I'd be with for eternity. Always assumed his flame would proudly burn for me. Until I found the pictures he didn't want me to see.
You came in the night and you caused me pain. I didn’t know I would feel it, why didn’t they stay? You found me happy and you tore it away.
By Cheyanne Young7 years ago in Poets
An autumn chill is in the air Autumn nights are cool and clear… Leaves are falling to the ground Gently slowly without sound
By Moses Ingram7 years ago in Poets
To my love, I'm sending you a letter first class. It explains my inner feelings so you don't have to ask. I hope you understand the honesty of my past.