Latest Stories

Most recently published stories in Poets.

Timeless Endeavor
This is a timeless endeavor, The day goes on forever, Breaking into every moment, Staying present and aware, You share in life's love affair,
By Keith McHughabout 6 hours ago in Poets
The Weirdest Thing I Have Ever Done
Like if I were to ask a person what's your favourite thing to do!? He, or perhaps she might say - listen come over and let's chill with two!?
By 365poetryabout 6 hours ago in Poets
Clarity
The rarity of clarity, Surrounding connectivity, Leaves me looking for charity, Like a parrot in a tree, Out on a limb for all to see,
By Keith McHughabout 6 hours ago in Poets
A Tone for the Bones
To my dear Angel, If I could sing a song, Straight into your bones, I would find the perfect tone, For all the love you shown me,
By Keith McHughabout 6 hours ago in Poets
Making Waves
A ripple riding a wave, A slave to the terrain, Trained to the surface, It's losing its purpose, Getting lost within service,
By Keith McHughabout 6 hours ago in Poets
Who hurt you?. Content Warning.
Time: 7:02 pm "Who hurt you?" ... "Was it your ex?" No "Was it your parents?" No "Was it a friend?" No "Who hurt you?"
By Chxseabout 6 hours ago in Poets
Forest Lives
The forest is bright where the rays slip past. There are stripes of light and dark. The leaves carving the dark from sunlight vast.
By Carl Hartmanabout 6 hours ago in Poets
ICE
Protests on the street. Minus eleven degrees. Snow has turned to ice.
By Caitlin Humphreysabout 6 hours ago in Poets
Peace and Calm, A Balm
Live free, say I Climb, climb, high Reward yourself Pick a book from the shelf Read to your heart’s content It is time well spent
By Andrea Corwin about 7 hours ago in Poets
I'm Not Angry. Content Warning.
🄸’🄼 🄽🄾🅃 🅁🄴🄰🄳🅈 I am groping in the darkness I’ve been chained and left to rot in. I am the keeper of the whispering beginning and spectacular end. I can rewrite the path in every color and scent. Still, it abruptly ends again and again.
By K.B. Silver about 7 hours ago in Poets
Plainly
my scream did not pierce the sky in a crackling snap of a whip, it did not touch the heart of heaven nor did it make the ground tremble and scatter like a million fall leaves
By Melissa Ingoldsbyabout 8 hours ago in Poets
The End
The pinnacle; the road has had many forks, twists and turns. The credits have ran; supporting actors have been thanked for their time,
By Angel Adagioabout 8 hours ago in Poets