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 Poet’s String Vest
The Poet’s String Vest There once was quite a wicked lad, As cheeky as could be. He sat and wrote his little rhymes, His uke upon his knee.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 10 days ago in Poets
The Poet’s Jealous Brother
The Poet’s Jealous Brother The poet sat beside his desk, He knew the end was near, He wanted to write one final poem, For a friend he held so dear. His brother watched with jealous eyes, His heart was filled with spite, He couldn’t stand the lovely words, His brother loved to write.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 10 days ago in Poets
Unfolding Paths
You know that the sadness you feel now will gain new meaning later. The insurmountable difficulties you face now will surely become new milestones in your life.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing10 days ago in Poets
When the Mind Goes Astray
When the Mind Goes Astray When restless thoughts begin to stray, The strangest shapes come out to play. They dance behind your closing eyes,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 10 days ago in Poets
A Gambling Dream
Double Your Money I dreamt I walked into a hall, Where golden coins began to fall, A voice cried out, "Come, take a chance,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 11 days ago in Poets
Nothing in My Pockets
Nothing in My Pockets I walked along the cold, wet street, With empty hands and tired feet, The world went past without a care,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 11 days ago in Poets
A Woman Captured by His Fists
WINTER IN HELL A Woman Captured by His Fists Winter in hell had iron teeth, It stole the air she tried to breathe, She counted tears upon the floor, And prayed he’d hurt her nevermore.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 11 days ago in Poets
CHANGE BEHAVIOUR
Moving forward gotta do Mind and soul we work with two Healing process don’t be nauseous…. Pray for world the pain It’s true
By Haychie_Artist11 days ago in Poets
What Is a Jellyfish?
What Is a Jellyfish? What is a jellyfish? A fish, do you say? Does it swim through the ocean and splash as it plays? Well, despite what it's called, it's no fish at all,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 11 days ago in Poets
Passengers in Time
Not all companionship is called "love"; sometimes, it is just born from loneliness. And not all departures are malicious—everyone has their own desired happiness, something they are striving for.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing11 days ago in Poets
The Lies Rolled Out of Him
The Lies Rolled Out of Him The lies rolled out of him, Like poison from his tongue, He stole the light within her, And laughed at what he’d done.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 11 days ago in Poets
Reality
You're not saying: "I need men to tell me I'm pretty because I don't have self-worth." You're saying: " I want my perception of reality to be accurate."
By Syl De'Vil12 days ago in Poets