Most recently published stories in Poets.
I preach to you For I believe I have truly seen heaven Not in a place as you may think But in my everyday life I’ve seen the light
By Blaire Frost9 years ago in Poets
There she was..a girl with crystal eyes like the blue sky. Red hair so thick yet fine. I see her energy like transparency.
By jack york9 years ago in Poets
Self-less sacrifice to see a prospering nation become Do not let history forget our women who’s valour’s unsung Rani Lakshmi, the first prominent freedom fighter
By Saffron Amber9 years ago in Poets
I’ve often heard return to your roots. Remember why you starting writing in the first place. So I took their advice. I’m discovering me even thought it’s a journey.
By Danyelle Lewinson9 years ago in Poets
I am the one who is always sticking up for people. I am the one who doesn't have a heart because I never get hurt. I am the one who never cries.
By Sabrina Cherry9 years ago in Poets
A word resonates in my head. I can't pronounce it, but I know it's his name. The ichorous discharge is almost transparent as it's sucked into the syringe. I look at him, God's envoy or God themselves, and I push the needle in.
By Amethyst9 years ago in Poets
Does he know His breath on my skin, Sets my soul a'blaze And when his lips crash into mine, I hear the oceans waves. Does he know
By Laura Greeson9 years ago in Poets
'Not the Desired Effect' Stood by the fire, t ‘was her greatest desire, it burned; the globe of a thousand memories She wanted it bad, she wanted it good, nobody would have understood
By Fatima Bukhari9 years ago in Poets
The smell of the ocean breeze and the way the ocean feels under my feet As I walk tenderly across the sand with the whitecaps hitting my ankles
By Ash Blackwood9 years ago in Poets
Don’t tell me I’m not good enough. Don’t tell me I’m not pretty enough. Don’t tell me what to fix on my body. Guess what I already know.
This was my first goodish writing bit but because of a recent loss, I didn't want to share it where their close family would see it. This post was sad enough for me to write, the day after I finished editing this, I had found out about the loss. It still shakes the family up, so naturally, I just try not to speak of it, I try not to write about it.
By Nobody9 years ago in Poets
Today is a gift, or that’s what they say. I for one, won’t let it get away. I need the time to learn to grow to write and read.
By Danni Greer9 years ago in Poets
