Stories in Poets that you’ll love, handpicked by our team.
Dearest Catherine I feel that smile, form Don’t let the lights in my eyes dim... Let my youthful face, drain with wrinkles—
Normal. The idea pushes you forward, stains your tongue red. Normal proceeds to get stuck in hyperspeed and see its way
You may know him as Mr. Mojo Risin, the psychedelic rock god of The Doors or you may know him as just a disturbing and strange artist who joined the famed 27 Club with his death on July 3, 1971. Both accounts would be true. Love him or hate him, James Douglas Morrison created a counter culture movement of rage that filled the 60s in stark opposition to the positive message of love from contemporaries John Lennon. Instead, Morrison tapped into the collective conscious of a generation enraged and disturbed by its wars and conspiracies and failures. Its betrayals.
When it comes to writing, words usually come pretty easy. As true as this statement may be everyone gets hit with cinder blocks that may prevent them from creating a masterpiece.
how does one describe the way the wind dances across a sand dune. imaginative and free, by the name of Nkechi, floating
~ When your eyes look into mine, I don't know how to feel It's the way that you make me smile that causes my heart to race
How would it feel to float In a golden sea of infinite light While recognizing that this ocean of love Is inseparable from the nature of your existence?
Readers discretion please be advised - This poem's nature and language might cause upset or trigger. It was me You hurt the most
The first step is the hardest. Could it be because there’s no more land beneath your feet after that first step? The dog is barking with urgency, while your heart is beating with passion, and your foot hovers over a ledge taunting gravity and fate. Calling you The Fool isn’t an insult to your bravery nor an applause. You are pure adrenaline, you are the heart falling into the stomach, the stomach jumping into the throat. You might be naive or tired of everyone calling you what you’re not. You’re just The Fool facing this new beginning that may have been by Chance, but that’s no reason to pass it up.
Water bombing aircraft Assisting fire fighters below. Seemingly have little impact As the fires continue to grow What is the cause of this devastation? Reasons may vary, Cyclical weather patterns, Or of climate change to be wary.
I am usually attracted to the cover, the synopsis, or even the author's name, when I choose a book to read. Then there are other times, when I choose a book by reading the first three sentences on the first page. However, Amanda Lovelace's poetry collection's title was the one that did it this time. the princess saves herself in this one.
I can storm the streets in anger, Yelling loud - with fire in my hand, A rasp to my voice. I can fly to Charlottesville,