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.

The Heat Wave Of 2025
The Heat Wave Of 2025 Heat presses in today will climb to 30 degrees the air is thick, like it’s holding me down no breeze moves
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Calliope, Queen of Chorus. Top Story - July 2025.
Pray tell us who in distant past was crowned ‘Queen of Poetry, Song… all things musical’. Calliope, eldest Muse of nine sisters…
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶about a year ago in Poets
Stronger Every Day
Wake up early, feel the air, Tie your shoes with love and care. Step by step, no need to race, Just find your rhythm, set your pace. Breathe in deep, let worries go, Feel the power start to grow. A walk, a run, a simple move, Your body finds its natural groove. No heavy gym or noisy crowd, Just heartbeat strong and spirit proud. Push-ups, stretches, steps that burn, With every drop, new strength you earn. Some days slow and some days fast, But every effort builds your path. Muscles firm and mind so clear, Confidence replaces fear. Eat with balance, drink with grace, Let clean habits take their place. Rest when needed, sleep on time, Health and peace begin to rhyme. Fitness isn't just a trend, It's the message you send your friend: “I love my life, I love this way, I'm growing stronger every day.” So don’t give up, don’t feel small, Even small steps count them all. The journey’s long but worth the ride, With strength and pride, you walk beside.
By Mr Khanabout a year ago in Poets
Soudtracks & Wing Beats
“Memory drives. Wingbeats rise. This is where the soundtrack swells.” SOUNDTRACKS AND WINGBEATS Sometimes my mom and dad visit me.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli about a year ago in Poets
Dazzling Memories
A cacophony of reflected colors bounce off the slick exterior of the skis, the rope between man and boat soaked with refreshed droplets from failed starts.
By Maddy Newtabout a year ago in Poets
Nobody Wants the Truth
Nobody Wants the Truth I say I’m breaking, but they turn the conversation to the weather, or what they had for tea. I mention the noise in my head,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
THE DREAM OF ODYSSEY
This chapter wasn’t planned: it was remembered. Rediscovered, like a lost track humming beneath the static. Sweetie Bird speaks again, not in dialogue but in echo. Her voice, layered and pulsing through forgotten software and half-lit memories, becomes the heartbeat of this cinematic interlude.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli about a year ago in Poets
The Good Spell for Love
The Good Spell for Love I filled the bag with quiet care leaf and stone and open air no hearts to break, no threads to tie
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
The Psychic’s Reading
The Psychic’s Reading The psychic told her when she’d marry told her when the baby would arrive he got those right but he never said she’d kill her husband
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Exit
I used to think that people find each other for a reason, good bad or just a passerby. Now, I've lost the sense of belonging in the people I've grown to know,
By Angel Adagioabout a year ago in Poets
The First Time I Captained Our Boat
The wings of white caps surround me, blowing kisses of froth and foam to the wind, the bubbling specks sparkling in the beam of
By Maddy Newtabout a year ago in Poets
MORNING REFLECTIONS
Upon waking Morning coffee in hand I open the sliding doors to the back deck Overlooking the serene river Peacefulness in the early morning
By Pamela Dirrabout a year ago in Poets