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.
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Echoes of Gratitude
In the quiet moments of reflection, Where gratitude finds its gentle inception, There lies a sentiment, pure and true,
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Celestial Reverie: Odes to the Everchanging Sky
In the vast expanse where dreams take flight, The canvas of blue stretches, infinite and bright. Above the world, where birds and clouds roam free,
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Eternal Echoes: A Symphony of Hope
In the darkest night, a flicker bright, Hope, a beacon, guiding light. Through shadows deep, it softly gleams, A whispered promise in silent dreams.
The New Me.
As dawn painted the sky in hues of gold and blue, Ade and Simba stirred, their slumber bid adieu. They woke to a new day, filled with promise bright,
Onikede AdedapoPublished 4 months ago in PoetsSweet Hearts
red, white, and pink some wrapped in foil and others packed into small and big amounts in boxes and packages some taste tart, chocolatey,
Tyler HawthornePublished 4 months ago in PoetsGROWING UP
In the garden of innocence, we first bloomed, Tiny petals of laughter, in innocence consumed. Childhood whispers, like the wind through the trees,
Testimony StevenPublished 4 months ago in PoetsSoak in the Oak
Be tough like the oak, Never let your purpose sway, Take hold of your roots.
Toby HewardPublished 4 months ago in PoetsPixie Dust
She sits in a meadow of white In a gossamer white gown Holding out her pale hand And watching the pixie dust Float off in the wind
Mother CombsPublished 4 months ago in PoetsWhat I Want To Say
I can’t look at you and say what I feel. The hurt I want to scream out, the love that I want to express, and everything that I need from you.
Angel AdagioPublished 4 months ago in PoetsOne Day (The Gap in the Trees)
There's an old legend about the gap in the trees in the field in Thornton Hough. You know where I mean; the green we all used to go to.
Gabbie SpeirsPublished 4 months ago in PoetsVultures
Vultures all That is our culture now They fly in for a bite Once they’ve got what they need They take flight Thank you for reading my work. If you enjoyed this story, there’s more below. Please hit the like and subscribe button, you can follow me on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram @AtomicHistorian. To help me create more content, leave a tip or become a pledged subscriber. I also make stickers, t-shirts, etc here.
Atomic HistorianPublished 4 months ago in PoetsWe’re All Fake
We’re all fake Inside and out Over baked from this emotional drought Never taught how to interact Always giving the wrong reaction
Atomic HistorianPublished 4 months ago in Poets