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.

Lady of the Night
Lady of the Night Beneath the glow of fractured lamps, She walked the city’s sleepless veins, Through bitter cold and dripping damp,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 6 months ago in Poets
When The Fat Lady Sings
When The Fat Lady Sings There comes a moment when the ending can no longer hide, A final note hanging heavy in the air, Everything leading to this point without pause,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 6 months ago in Poets
Even…
even Love Chooses Inamorato . ❤️‍🔥 . Chosen one. Elected. Selected. . Preferred attributes adorned Prepossessed
By Diana6 months ago in Poets
I Look For You
I look for you among the echoes of yesterday; easy laughter drifting across oceans, tickling ears, finding ancient memory. Thorn bush binding wooden limbs erect; arms linked, pounding our breast, remembering the strength it took to stand tall. Ancestral voices pleading to stomp earth, push our chests to the orange sky— honoring the blood that binds the diaspora. Tongues snap out: mother tongues, spirit leading. Ankles adorned with bangles; cracked fingernails stripping cassava from stem under the brutal sun. Oh, my sister, we are one. We hear the cries ululating through the night, silencing errant chatter, piercing revelries, opening the canal to claim our right to go home. Goodbye, my sister. I will still look for you in the communal circle, pointed sticks alight, crackling, breaking the dark— stories being handed to younger ears, listening to the growing hum of pride.
By Ms Jade 6 months ago in Poets
Elegy for Nicole. Content Warning.
I think of her when I wash my hands, remembering how she taught us proper procedure during the pandemic. * It helped that she was doing it
By David Muñoz6 months ago in Poets
The Fruit Trees That Bear No Fruit Anymore
The Fruit Trees That Bear No Fruit Anymore The orchard stands in quiet rows, where laughter used to grow, Branches once heavy with promise now bend with nothing to show,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 6 months ago in Poets
Burned by the Match You Lit
Burned by the Match You Lit You struck the match with careful hands, Like someone drawing final plans, The flame reflected in your eyes,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 6 months ago in Poets
I Will Wrap Myself in Your Arms Till the Day We Die
I Will Wrap Myself in Your Arms Till the Day We Die I will wrap myself inside your arms, Far away from all the world’s alarms,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 6 months ago in Poets
Leave The Heart Alone
Leave The Heart Alone You can take the smile away if it makes you feel strong, Strip it from my face and wear it like something you earned,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 6 months ago in Poets
Active Participation
threads and strings and carousels broken dreams and wishing wells princes, thieves and ne'er do wells casting shadows and magic spells
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden6 months ago in Poets
The Dance of Death
The Dance of Death The moth kissed flame like a lover in rain, Soft wings trembling beneath heaven’s stain, The moon looked down with a hollowed eye,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 6 months ago in Poets
Love is Not a Lifeboat
Many relationship pains don't stem from a lack of love, but from mistaking needs for love. Many people get hurt in relationships not because their partner is "bad," but because what they are looking for isn't actually love.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing6 months ago in Poets