Latest Stories

Most recently published stories in Poets.

Tree Stump
sad stump of a tree once a carrotwood stood there I still remember. I go neighborhood walk daily and greet the trees. I feel sad if any of them fell down or was chopped down. I think, as they give us air, shade and a lot of other necessities, we need to honor them.
By Seema Patelabout 9 hours ago in Poets
Feeling the Irish Luck
Luck is up Falling into place No debt Good living Health working Meds healing Toxic people gone Spring coming Rainbows out
By Seashell Harpspring about 9 hours ago in Poets
I stand here
I stand in the kitchen full of unbridled rage as he yells across the living room and into my ears I stand so silently as he mocks me with no hesitation
By Melissa Ingoldsbyabout 10 hours ago in Poets
Broken Guitar
small hands child strumming father screams about noise spruce splintering against the wall strings snap
By Tina D. Lopezabout 10 hours ago in Poets
ROCK's Update!
Rather than just posting winners which is quite easy to do, I am also writing WHY those chosen were chosen and giving feedback. If you do not want feedback please say so in the comments below. Some people actually like to know what didn't mesh and some don't really care. It's your call.
By ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)about 11 hours ago in Poets
Deja Vu (I Still Think of You)
it’s been years since you’ve been gone and i hate to say it in the plural tense like loss is something that ages, softens,
By Maj Forbesabout 11 hours ago in Poets
The eagle of love
The Eagle of Love ... The soul's two doors play with the golden keys. A polar star that remembers, but an eye that does not let sleep come.
By Manuel C.about 12 hours ago in Poets
Wishing Well
It's as though I am a Well full of love and those who come to fetch my water don't always sit on my edge Sometimes they leave and then come back for more
By Raena Skyyabout 13 hours ago in Poets
This Is Dedicated To The First Man I "LOVED" -------------------- Who The HE%%^& LL That Is - I'm Laughing Silly, I Swear ......
I was born in 1962, 1958, or even 1979 - clap if you have the same feeling !? I had sex at 10, 25, 98 - clap if you have the same feeling !?
By 365poetryabout 13 hours ago in Poets
***** Fake Page Created - Connection: "Embarking" On The January 2025........ Q & A .......With MC - December 2025...
***** December - 2025.... There will always be 24 hours within a day, 52 weeks within a year, and according to the calendar, it just doesn't seem right when none of us have taken our purpose and life goals into consideration.
By 365poetryabout 13 hours ago in Poets
My Beautiful Ruination
A sage green flame so seductive, Not even sin itself could intercede. Your gaze ruins me, so destructive, My imprisoned organ begins to bleed.
By ~wren~about 13 hours ago in Poets
My Masochistic Obsession
My heart aches etched in blood, When I see those eyes my world floods. A deep crimson so dark and thick, My lungs collapse when fate plays her trick.
By ~wren~about 13 hours ago in Poets