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.

They Did Not Come in Peace
They Did Not Come in Peace You ask us what we dare try to describe ? I’ll tell you, it’s the evil alien tribe. Not in fiction, not a film, not a dream
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Alcoholic Mischief Maker
Alcoholic Mischief Alcoholic mischief maker It poured itself into my glass, potent magic, strong, accursed, my head was banging, I needed a nurse.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Whispers Beneath Pines and Petals
Whispers of the Mountain Beneath tall trees where mountains rise, A lake reflects the painted skies. A boy kneels low in flowers fair,
By Mukhtiar Ahmadabout a year ago in Poets
Sunrise Over Rivers, Roses, and Trees
Whispers of Dawn In golden hush the morning wakes, Where tall grass bends and river breaks. Palm trees sway in gentle light,
By Mukhtiar Ahmadabout a year ago in Poets
Take Care of You
🌾 Sometimes ..... We have to "take care of ourselves" 🌾 Don't just ..... Wait for "others to take care of us" 👉 No one understands ...
By Rohitha Lankaabout a year ago in Poets
Will Passion Rebirth You?
Find a hobby that you truly love, then devote your time and patience to it regardless of the cost, and work hard to hone it. What you will gain is not just a hobby that you can show off; more importantly, you will be reborn.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharingabout a year ago in Poets
Let me love you deeply.
Let me love you like the ocean loves the shore, Soft waves whisper, returning for more. A love that lingers, steady and true,
By Sandeep Sahooabout a year ago in Poets
Born to Wander Free As A Bird
Born to Wander Free As A Bird Born to be wandering beneath an open shy sky that hides its light behind soft sighs feet tracing paths where no one waits
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
On The Beach
On The Beach Happy my way, I sprawl and grin salt on my lips, warm on my skin no shoes, no shame, just sand and song the world can wait, I’m where I belong
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
The Babbling Gob
The Babbling Gob Fear not the dogs who bark at night Treat them good, they will not bite. The bark of trees protects its tough
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Jealous People
" Jealous " people ... Sometimes, " pitiful " Because.. no matter how " good life " is ... can't find the " point " to be satisfied "
By Rohitha Lankaabout a year ago in Poets
The Electric Revival of Main Street
BEST STORY: Picture this: a quiet little town, the kind where everybody knows your name, and the most exciting thing on a Friday night used to be the high school football game. Now, imagine that same town buzzing with energy—shops open late, live music spilling out of cozy cafés, and a community coming together to rewrite its story. Welcome to the electric revival of Main Street, where our small town is proving that big dreams can spark something extraordinary.
By Shohel Ranaabout a year ago in Poets