Stories in Poets that you’ll love, handpicked by our team.
briiiing. briiiing. slap. turn off the alarm clock. get up. brush. wash your face. fill a mug with water. trudge to your desk.
Money Isn’t Everything (If You Have Enough of It)
A smile is a nice thing to wear on your face, but it won’t put food on your table. You say not to worry ‘bout my lack of money?
The painting hanging on the wall With its multicolored hues Brings forth an evocation of the time That I spent loving you.
Creatively Re-use And Re-cycle
When the stresses in my life start to get too much I need relief and thats when I get my creative on, To make something that’s both physical and mental
Nineteen and afraid because she finally became nothing—ghostly, wading past her prime, time’s ebb and flow slowly
A Child’s Fantasy
Once upon a blissful youth, I dreamed of adventure Stories of fairies fighting trolls and tales of dragon gold Riches beyond number and an incredible journey every slumber
Emma's Word of the Day
I have done "Word of the Day" on Facebook for almost 10 years and I have decided to start sharing my words of the day with you now.
You probably don't know the whole story, he probably fabricated most of it I suppose, but I'm the broken woman who taught him everything he knows.
The Magic Horns
In a magical forest, small children would play, Skipping hand in hand, all night and all day. These children were different, with horns on their heads.
Things that look like things
I have always loved simple rhyming stories for small children, especially when they are a little bit goofy and imaginative.
Innocence of the Innocent
Innocence of the Innocent December 14, 2012 Simple, and so complex Simple and yet It can’t be recreated It can’t be substantiated
My Dearest Little One
I’ll admit sometimes I don’t want kids. Not because I don’t like children. I love kids. And I would love to have a family. But I feel like it is irresponsible of me to have kids. That I am bringing someone into this world that is going to have to deal with the consequences of my decisions even when I’m no longer here.