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.

What’s Wrong With Being Happy
What’s Wrong With Being Happy They stare when I laugh for no reason at all As though joy itself should be chained to the wall
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 6 months ago in Poets
Beyond "I Love You"
Being with an emotionally stable person truly makes everything simpler. With some people, you are constantly swayed by their emotions; their moods fluctuate wildly, and your own rise and fall with theirs. You find yourself constantly wondering how they are feeling. When problems arise, your first concern is always their emotional state.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing6 months ago in Poets
It’s Over Did It Ever Begin?
It’s Over Did It Ever Begin? We sat in silence avoiding each eye Two tired strangers pretending to try Love had grown distant and thin in the room
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 6 months ago in Poets
Forget Me Nots Are Tinged With Tears
Forget Me Nots Are Tinged With Tears Tiny blue flowers grew wild by the gate Blooming each summer beside where we’d wait You used to gather them gently for me
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 6 months ago in Poets
Life Was Different Then
Life Was Different Then Life was different then beneath smoky skies Neighbours still spoke while looking in eyes Children stayed playing till streetlights came on
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 6 months ago in Poets
The Hour Nobody Could Remember
The Hour Nobody Could Remember At six o’clock the town fell strangely still, The traffic lights remained a steady red, Every clock stopped moving without cause,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 6 months ago in Poets
My Lost Moments . Content Warning.
That day, I was a happy baby… Before I was cursed… I was more welcome until I’ve been cursed. The curse took my life away!
By Meghan LeVaughn 6 months ago in Poets
The One Thing That Matters Is Love
The One Thing That Matters Is Love Money grows dusty and beauty grows old Fame disappears quicker than people are told Houses stand empty when hearts have turned cold
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 6 months ago in Poets
The Art of Using Things Up
Don't be reluctant to use the things you love; if you don't use them, they will expire, and if you never use them at all, they might eventually break.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing6 months ago in Poets
Gather By The River
Gather By The River Gather by the river where the willow trees lean Where water moves softly through shadows unseen Bring all your stories and old weary bones
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 6 months ago in Poets
Monkey Laugh Monkey Sing
Monkey Laugh Monkey Sing Monkey laugh monkey sing from the wire Dance for the crowd till your spirit grows tired Clap little hands while the people all grin
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 6 months ago in Poets
Angel Meadow in Manchester Uk Poem
This poem was inspired by the history and dark side of Angel Meadow, Manchester. Angel Meadow in Manchester Uk Poem People stroll through Angel Meadow,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 6 months ago in Poets