Stories in Poets that you’ll love, handpicked by our team.
Inspired by the ROCK: If the world smiled Humanity would be the fucking plaque Colonizing every surface The popcorn kernel chipping its teeth
By Sean A.27 days ago in Poets
When everything feels out of reach Hold onto the one thing that isn't And then Let it go Let it all go Let go of the wanting
By Tanya Lei25 days ago in Poets
You hate, When I am right, and when I am wrong, When sodden swamps to me are crystalline waters to you, When crowning a champion is more important than cooperation.
By Kenny Penn25 days ago in Poets
I’m out and about Strutting through the daffodils Flicking back my hair Doing my thing I feel your stares I hear your whispers
By Mother Combs25 days ago in Poets
the problem with pain is we can only truly know our own in our attempts to understand others we compare it to historical data
By K.B. Silver 30 days ago in Poets
There were breakthrough lights in the greyness of the clouds. Look around; there is no one on the green tennis of the field
By Caitlin Charlton29 days ago in Poets
Everyone brings flowers for the dead. The flowers are dead, too. Even if they don’t know it yet. You’ll feel better once you wash your face.
By Seanabout a month ago in Poets
As a boxer in your ring I would fight for you but never against you unless I must fight for us . As a dancer on your stage
By Justin Keeling27 days ago in Poets
Something sits at the end of my tongue. A memory that is unable to form into words. A distant train bellows with the same frustration that pollutes the whites of my eyes.
By Amanda Abela28 days ago in Poets
Brothers & Sisters Of Light: We must rise above hate and choose love even when the cold-hearted don't... We must refrain from being loud & wrong and do the things that hatefulness won't...
By Tiffany Gordon28 days ago in Poets
sit in the doorway peach trees foretelling their bloom last year’s jam on toast * I wait for the peach trees to bloom. The buds are swelled and fuzzy, a soft pale green.
By Natalie Wilkinson29 days ago in Poets
patience pushing through provocation and pain with poise passively plastered on unperturbed faces papering over the cracks formed
By aliabout a month ago in Poets
