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.

Ghost in My Cup
Ghost in My Cup Steam rises like a story a ghost born from heat and hope arms wide, eyes bright haunting the morning calm.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
The Carnival After Midnight
The Carnival After Midnight The carnival after midnight waits for no one. The tents glow with strange electric dreams. Laughter hides behind the curtain’s edge,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
The Window Nobody Opens
The Window Nobody Opens There’s a window at the top of the house. It stares out over fields that forget your name. Dust has made lace of the curtains,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
The Garden at the Edge of Sleep
The Garden at the Edge of Sleep There is a garden at the edge of sleep. It grows only when I close my eyes. Flowers hum songs I once knew.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Act Now!
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By Kendall Defoe about a year ago in Poets
Don’t Call Me Muse . Content Warning.
You’re the reason why we are like this. 🖤 Yes we will love, but we will never give back as much as you want us to. _ You want our womb, so that we can raise your child.
By Caitlin Charltonabout a year ago in Poets
The Quiet After Death
The Quiet After Death When death came, it did not knock. It simply opened the door and waited. There was no cry, no thunder,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Lantern In The Woods
Every year, for years, we made the journey Out to that cabin, nestled in grandpa’s back woods I can still hear his gravely voice reassuring, “don’t worry “
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsdenabout a year ago in Poets
The Hollow Night
The Hollow Night The leaves are knives beneath the moon, They whisper names the dead once knew, The air is thick with ancient sighs,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Can You Love Without an Outcome?
Don't deny the journey just because there's no outcome. Every moment of joy and sorrow is a way to adjust your course toward happiness. The increasingly clear image of happiness in your heart is the star that guides you.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharingabout a year ago in Poets
The Chest of Golden Lies
The Chest of Golden Lies The box is open, the light spills out, Coins gleam like promises in disguise, Each one whispers tales of gain,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
The Girl with the Umbrella of Stars
The Girl with the Umbrella of Stars She walked through the square at peace, an umbrella made of stars above her head. People turned but said nothing,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets