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.

Me in FishNet Stockings
Me in FishNet stockings I wear them like quiet rebellion, threads crossing where stories remain, not for eyes that only measure,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 5 months ago in Poets
Skin Slayer
Beware the deepest swamps, my friend. To venture there could mean your end. A dangerous beast may dwell therein. He'll take your life and wear your skin.
By Julie Lacksonen5 months ago in Poets
It Will Rain Until You Love Me
It Will Rain Until You Love Me The sky learned my sadness too well, clouds gathering where your name remains, every day arrives carrying grey
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 5 months ago in Poets
Alone at the Lake?
Heart skipping, feet tripping dawn greets me as I amble off traipsing around the tranquil lake… tons better than any tonic!
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶5 months ago in Poets
Drop the Stone
Let go of your attachments; stop pushing a stone that doesn't belong to you. We often try desperately to move an enormous stone—one inscribed with past regrets, the arrangements of fate, the opinions of others, and even the lives of others.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing5 months ago in Poets
June Bride
June Bride June held her softly in warm afternoon light No shadows reaching, no storm in the air Only a quiet brightness resting on her shoulders
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 5 months ago in Poets
Don't Turn Around
I will not live inside the past Although its echoes sometimes last. I walk ahead, though roads are steep. With all I am and all I keep.
By Darla M Seely5 months ago in Poets
What Still Remains
Though storms have shaped the way I see, Some part of light still lives in me. It didn't leave, it wanted to stay And guides me gently on my way.
By Darla M Seely5 months ago in Poets
Reclaiming Myself
I carry stories carved in pain, But none of them are me in chain. I take the pieces, broken, true And build a self that carries through.
By Darla M Seely5 months ago in Poets
Monsters In His Life
Carl had battles in his life to fight And some lessons taught to guide him right. His friends laughted at him, caused him pain,
By Darla M Seely5 months ago in Poets
What a Lucky Girl
What a Lucky Girl What a lucky girl they said With a smile they thought was true Looking from the outside only Never knowing what she carried through
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 5 months ago in Poets
Into The Unknown
It was time to leave my high school days. I had growth and success in many ways. Now I would face a chapter that's new. My past is behind, my dreams beside.
By Darla M Seely5 months ago in Poets