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 Bit Into the Apple
He Bit Into the Apple He bit into the apple, the maggots tasted vile, the skin still shining, red with guile. He spat it out, but not in shame,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
He Cut Off My Long Hair
He Cut Off My Long Hair He cut off my long hair said it was too wild, too free said men stared, and he was tired of sharing me
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
The Vanishing Apple
Generations 36-42: gene sequence - that of miscellaneous fruit. Here are instructions for disappearing, compatible with your multi-grafted root.
By Katherine D. Grahamabout a year ago in Poets
Among the shadows of sunrise and the gold of sunset, hidden in the dense fog of the jungle, he walks
I. Born of Earth and Flame The brown tiger is not just an animal—it is a legend. Not like its brothers with orange stripes and black shadows, not like its snow brother, who has embraced the cold. Its skin is the color of the earth, where everything begins and ends—warm, deep, saturated with history. It does not hide among the bushes, but merges with them. When it walks, the forest itself falls silent—not out of fear, but out of respect.
By Deyan Marinchevabout a year ago in Poets
Likes. Top Story - August 2025.
Why press it? Why have it; if not counted? The like button More like the lie button A way to see who passed by Not the one who stayed
By L.I.Eabout a year ago in Poets
The Camel, The Elephant, and The toothless Croc
The Camel with the Hump, The Elephant and The toothless Croc The camel had the hump today, And not the one that helps him sway,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Ten Instructions for Disappearing. Content Warning.
Ten Instructions for Disappearing I. Relinquish what you called yourself at birth — Names on leashes dragged across this dire Earth.
By Diana Frankhauserabout a year ago in Poets
How Will You Live Your Unrepeatable Life?
The only thing in the world that cannot be copied is time. The only thing that cannot be repeated is life. And the only thing that comes without effort is age.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharingabout a year ago in Poets
The Birds and the Bees the Flowers Among the Trees
The Birds and the Bees, the Flowers Among the Trees The birds don’t care who’s watching them they sing because they want to sing
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
I miss him still
I miss him still Even though he left me waiting, more times than I can count on line, became his battle ground The hurtful words like punches.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
BACK TO THE HUM. Content Warning.
This is a Syfy romance story about two birds who fell in love long ago when they met in a bird shop. Now, Lulu appears again in OUTSTAGES CAFE as a beautiful woman with a bird head. Sweetie & Lulu meet once again. Sweetie was reincarnated as Sweetie. Lulu was reincarnated as a lady with a bird head. This is a fictional Syfy created from my dreams and my very smart parakeet, Sweetie Bird.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli about a year ago in Poets
The Path That Leads to Nowhere
The Path That Leads to Nowhere I took the path that no one claims with broken signs and borrowed names a track worn down by boots and rain
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets