Most recently published stories in Poets.
it rains more often now that summer ends it is a salty rain that comes from the sea when the wind blows and the wind blows colder now
By Phoenix Sága8 years ago in Poets
You're a witch. I'm a forest fairy You're in a costume I'm binding my wings under my skin. *** I was walking away From you
By Troi Speaks8 years ago in Poets
You cry for me, you say you'd die for me, I wont let it happen anymore. You have a sadness in your eyes, You say you aren't a prize,
By Anna Palmer8 years ago in Poets
This place of fear, what if, whose looking, what will they think is all in the mind...yes, it is real...it is real, place in me courage
By Pamella Reid8 years ago in Poets
I get up in the morning and look into the mirror. The glass is spotless and is as clear as my skin. Light bounces off the glass,
By Kourtney Risher8 years ago in Poets
Come away with me, and be mine, And I shall show you the wonders of my world We have all this life forever a time, Let me lift you into the sky with my wings unfurled
Shattered, rock teeth Tear through deep, green gums, Hard and high, Against a distressed sky, Fat with unshed rain And grime.
By D Hug8 years ago in Poets
The heat came as it always did tanning the fields a gorgeous gold ripening avocados and tomatoes. The heat came and drew the Sunset residents out
By Rose Booker8 years ago in Poets
I wish we didn't have to over complicate love, I wish us as humans didn't have a problem with trust Because love isn't the same love I reckoned at fifteen
By Valerie Isaiah8 years ago in Poets
I miss you. I will Always miss you. And I am okay with that; I have learnt that In order to feel love—even Though we never called it that—
By Jade Domone8 years ago in Poets
This overwhelming sense of guilt Flows over me as smooth as silk. When I closed my eyes last night I tried to shun your thoughts with might.
By Tori M8 years ago in Poets
Thump, thump Can you hear it? Thump, thump That’s your savage heart trying to escape your chest You’ve caged the animal for years for fear of what it would do