Most recently published stories in Poets.
Each day comes around when I could do without the hesitation. A kiss that might as well mean less complication. Bodiless in these cramped conditions.
By Paul Crocker9 years ago in Poets
Pavement where I walk, It's soft and heavy under my shoes, The much known uphill street, Where nightmares lay. I live behind that block around the corner.
By Noelia Vallés9 years ago in Poets
You are Earth and, I, the moon. Much held within you. I am but flesh, a fragment of you. Tossed among star dust, I orbit, hiding in your silhouette.
By Eslieann Lefler9 years ago in Poets
The Empress and her age ole tricks Veiling the vision from her clueless kids Leaving blind to wander 'mongst her gifts Discovering life through untimely risks
By Keith Kennedy9 years ago in Poets
What is this im seeing, I think i ought to be dreaming The marginality of reality Which is the same for everyone but not quite actually.
By Mathias Carassus9 years ago in Poets
Little baby Aoibhe, Like the legends of old, Is a great warrior princess, Fierce and bold, With a name meaning beauty, No one would doubt,
By Karen Commane9 years ago in Poets
Living in a shelter as a family is hard, You feel like you're always on guard. Hoping and praying this is a short phase, That soon you will see better days.
By Heather Hanson9 years ago in Poets
It was not too long, too near since you left In my selfishness I wanted you to stay, stay I have to let that go, we are all to go
By Pamella Reid9 years ago in Poets
It’s seven in the evenin’ This day’s done, my years are leavin’ Our culture rots thro’ powers deceivin’ The young are hanging, our people are grievin’
IT had been a while since we had sex, You could tell the frustration was building up for us both. The look in our eyes, biting my lips wishing 'JUST TAKE ME',
By Crystal Korpan9 years ago in Poets
There’s an ache in my shoulders for a while now & they tell me it’s called growing up but I never learned how to swim and it feels like if I dipped my toes in the water in the sand in the wasteland of the future, this weight would take me under
By Sarah Ali9 years ago in Poets
Lights dim on another perfect evening Seeing isn't supposed to be believing Everything is going to be fine The clouds will fade, the sun will start to shine
By Adèle Vickers9 years ago in Poets
