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Most recently published stories in Poets.
Life in the jungle
Little Leopard, listening, learning Little ladybug, leisurely living Little Lemur, longingly leaping Little Lion, lavishly leading
Tessa TerryPublished about a year ago in PoetsSeed Social
Silent singer stands Surveys sunflower sustenance Safety satisfied Short screech signals spectators Starts succulent seed scavenge
Robbie CheadlePublished about a year ago in PoetsThe Autumn
The autumn leaves fall gently down, Drifting through the breeze without a sound, Their colors blazing, red and gold, As nature's story is slowly told.
Overnight nightPublished about a year ago in PoetsThe blues
Black eyes and blue skies Ocean breeze a little alive A struggled soul remaining alive , Still to those deal feelings and betrayal heart
Arya BrahmbhattPublished about a year ago in PoetsCoffee and Me
Oh, coffee, my faithful friend You've been with me through thick and thin From early mornings, 'til late at night You've been my constant source of light
prepositions
Pointless prepositions Pre-existing presently preserved patiently pleased placed precisely perplexing paced passengers
Hywel LatimyrPublished about a year ago in PoetsEccentric Edna
Eccentric Edna eats eight eggs, early every evening. Early every evening, eight eggs Eccentric Edna Eats. If Eccentric Edna eats eight eggs, early every evening.
Christy PetrellaPublished about a year ago in PoetsDiscipline
Determined and steady, Discipline carves the path ahead, Freedom through control.
Sayonara
Surely seeing solutions so small should swing sideways silly sentiments surrounding such scant suppositions sending secrets so suspicious
Bugsy WattsPublished about a year ago in PoetsJoys of april
April sun is out of view, In the chill of winter anew. Colors bloom in vibrant hues, Life comes to a fresh start too.
Hamza ShafiqPublished about a year ago in PoetsPatience
Silent and relentless, Patience waits with gentle calm, Bearing fruits in time.
WE SPEAK IN THE VERSES OF POETRY
Respond with the lyrics of a song. Exclaim in soft-sounding cymbals. Whistle-like flutes blown by fairies. We sigh in monotones.
Princess Jekey-GreenPublished about a year ago in Poets