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.

UFO Files The Secrets in the Sky
UFO Files The Secrets in the Sky He wanted the papers, the hidden truth, the folders stacked with lights that hum and vanish.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 9 months ago in Poets
Breaking Inside Anxiety
Breaking Inside Anxiety The news flickers in my chest, loud and urgent. Every thought a headline, every heartbeat a ticker.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 9 months ago in Poets
Unappreciated
dishes still untouched Idol fists clinch in anger Resentment building
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden9 months ago in Poets
After the Breaking
In the quiet after collapse, the smallest green dares the first crack I didn’t know a life could make that sound when it comes apart—
By abualyaanart9 months ago in Poets
If POW Walls Could Talk
Two flew upon a violent sky Yet, angels saw that neither die Two pilots with a higher call Taught brotherhood to one and all
By Earl W. Pearl9 months ago in Poets
Unbroken and New
Thank you for the journey, for the kindness I encountered in adversity, and the light shown to me in the darkness. Thank you to myself for finally making it this far. The world may have let you down, but you haven't let yourself down.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing9 months ago in Poets
Firefall
Aldin never pondered death, not like others, clinging to its shadow, scraping the world for signs, whispering to the end before it came.
By Luna Vani9 months ago in Poets
The Man Who Lit His Own Eyes
The Man Who Lit His Own Eyes His hair rises like a storm that never found sky, White and furious with unfinished thoughts,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 9 months ago in Poets
Her Tomorrow, Folded Away
Her Tomorrow, Folded Away She sits as if the world has just finished speaking, And she has decided not to answer back. Her hands are folded like a letter never sent,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 9 months ago in Poets
The Day I Stopped Begging
The Day I Stopped Begging The day I stopped begging, The air felt different. Lighter, though nothing had changed, Except my decision.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 9 months ago in Poets
If I Ever Love Again
If I Ever Love Again If I ever love again, It will not be reckless. I have already given my wild heart once, And watched it learn silence.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 9 months ago in Poets
Bound In Pink
Bound In Pink They said books were only paper and glue, yet these are stitched with something softer. Ribboned shut like secrets kept for years,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 9 months ago in Poets