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.

He was a cold killer
He was a cold killer He walked in the fog the city held its breath stones slick beneath him lamps dim and weak he wore the night
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
2025 Predictions
2025 Predictions The year opens with silence that trembles, fire follows water, and water refuses to rest. Crowds gather in places once thought safe,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Porcelain Eyes
Porcelain eyes descend it vanished and claimed my breath I whispered get out Author’s Note: This haiku is based on a true experience from my life, told in my memoir story Evil Possessions. It is not AI-generated.
By Joey Rainesabout a year ago in Poets
Raptured Who?
September is here! Will someone take them away? Really? Not again... The Most Likely Scenario * Thank you for reading!
By Kendall Defoe about a year ago in Poets
2025 Prediction Poem
2025 Prediction Poem Whispers float over broken streets, news spreads faster than the wind, fires burn in places unseen,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
We Eat Our Young
paintings can't hurt you... beware — selfish man and gods for we eat our young. * Thanks for reading! Author's Notes: Another horrorish haiku for the Haunted Echoes challenge. This time, after several poems inspired by paintings by Picasso, Brueghel, Friedrich, Raphael, and Caravaggio. This time it is Goya who can play as muse to this writer, me, while also scratching his itch.
By Paul Stewartabout a year ago in Poets
He Raped Me So My Father Shot Him
He Raped Me So My Father Shot Him Night heavy with silence, his hands dragged me down. My cries swallowed, my body torn.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
A Gift?
I long for sunny days and fair weather too seldom have I welcomed storms and rain my heart, becomes as parched as dry leather
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶about a year ago in Poets
The Impossible Love Affair
The Impossible Love Affair One glance. Fire. Forbidden. We spoke as if free. But chains followed. We touched in silence.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
You Tore Out My Heart
You Tore Out My Heart Pain is not word. It is scream. A door slammed shut. You did not hurt. You destroyed. You tore my heart.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Bring Forth the Pall
This red cycle ends yet Spring blooms a forest's crown unless wildfire comes ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
By Matthew J. Frommabout a year ago in Poets
Butterfly
I am like a butterfly, I can change a being with the flap of my wings. Cocooning my way through life, only to emerge brighter -
By KwCubabout a year ago in Poets