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Stories in Poets that you’ll love, handpicked by our team.
Patterns
The tales surround us Burying us deep Until we catch up to them again Hoarding a life of repeats. Washing dishes 'til dawn
Vegemite
Vegemite So salty You made me sarcastic
MikMacMeerkatPublished 2 months ago in PoetsHolding On
We are hanging by a thread, suspended like a spiderweb that has been broken. Flailing in the wind, unattached, but for that one solitary strand
Randy BakerPublished 2 months ago in PoetsChip on Your Shoulder
How did the universe, In all it’s clever design, Manage to make me fit Nearly perfectly in your arms? Lying face-to-face,
Veronica WrenPublished 2 months ago in PoetsDear Diary
As a person, I’m very much the over thinker. As a woman, I’m ambitious. As a Virgo, I’m a perfectionist. I strive to make the world a better place.
Alisha WilkinsPublished 2 months ago in PoetsControl
TW: Eating disorder behaviors * * * It's a struggle that I have everyday It was my only sense of control Until recently
Rene PetersPublished 2 months ago in PoetsCrown
That day is burned into my brain. I get off work, open the door to our apartment, and you slur "hello." Your face struggles to make a smile. You never quite get there, and your eyes do not make it to mine.
Kay HusnickPublished 2 months ago in PoetsSpring in Winter
I never saw any white on the ground, unless you count the morning frost that disappeared before nine. Spring peepers are harmonizing
Alexandria StanwyckPublished 2 months ago in PoetsLilac and Rose and Indigo Blue
You said yes in a sea filled with nos You brought me a poem I gave you a rose 🌹💙🪻 So perfect together Like sunshine and flowers
Rick Henry ChristopherPublished 2 months ago in PoetsThe Unspoken Reality
I can’t help it. I don’t fit in, and I seem to never will. I struggle to make eye contact, my words can’t come out, and my feet just can’t stay still.
Trishawn BlakePublished 2 months ago in PoetsI Am More Beautiful Than My Bullies
They beat me to the ground because I didn't look like them, They destroyed my home because I didn't want to be them, They stole my childhood because I didn't learn or behave like them,
Carol TownendPublished 2 months ago in PoetsSeparate Thoughts
If yesterday is gone forever And if tomorrow will never last, I wish to sit here a little longer with you While we pour another glass.
Alyssa RobertsonPublished 2 months ago in Poets