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 Weaponization of Kindness
Nietzsche and Postmodernism: Morality is for self-discipline, not for taking over other people's lives. Your moral choices don't automatically become someone else's obligations.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing5 days ago in Poets
Scary Halloween Night
Scary Halloween Night The moon hangs thin and cold, Beneath the trees the shadows creep, What walks where daylight cannot reach,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 6 days ago in Poets
Beneath the Moon of Hallow’s Eve
Beneath the Moon of Hallow’s Eve The shadows dance with amber light, The air is sweet with spice and night, When veils grow thin and worlds draw near,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 6 days ago in Poets
Halloween Night
Halloween Night The moon hangs pale above the wood, Where shadows creep and dark has stood. What rustles there behind the tree, When night falls silently and free.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 6 days ago in Poets
Buy a Better Light Bulb
Buy a Better Light Bulb I watched them fill the syringe with poison, then push it beneath the bark. They stood there in the morning sunshine, giving a living tree the dark.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 6 days ago in Poets
The Quiet After The Storm
The Quiet After The Storm The morning came, the winds had gone, The world was quiet, the birds began their song, No more howling throughout the night, Just peaceful skies and the morning light.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 6 days ago in Poets
The Winds Came to Destroy
The Winds Came to Destroy The winds came howling through the night, And gave us all an awful fright, The tail end of a hurricane came, And nothing outside looked quite the same.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 6 days ago in Poets
Two Hearts, One Goal
Two Hearts, One Goal She met him on a rainy day, Outside a little shop; He held his coat above her head And waited for the rain to stop.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 6 days ago in Poets
The Elements
The Elements It’s written in the wind, it’s written in the rain, it’s written in the snow and ice you slip on down the lane.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 6 days ago in Poets
October Mischief & Haiku
October Mischief October mischief— when the winds, they trick you. It’s calm, you go out, and halfway there, the wind starts to shout.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 6 days ago in Poets
Living Within the Tide
Life is yours to live, so don't make it unnecessarily hard on yourself. Live within your capabilities, do your best, and honor your limits. Much of our pressure comes from wanting too much, and much of our pain stems from taking things too seriously. A boat moves forward because the oars paddle backward; slow and steady brings true stability, and sometimes retreating is the best way to move forward.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing6 days ago in Poets
The Sea Rolls High Without Any Waves
The Sea Rolls High Without Any Waves The sea rolled high without any waves, As storm clouds gathered above, The skies turned dark, the winds grew wild, There was no peace, nor love.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 7 days ago in Poets