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Stories in Poets that you’ll love, handpicked by our team.
On Being a Man
“You’re a pretty big wheel, ain’t you?” my grandfather asks. Words tossed my way from a green armchair in the dark corner of the front room
F Cade SwansonPublished 3 days ago in PoetsExistential Evanescence
Favorite: Evanescence The eventual & inevitable fate of all At least this side of eternity. . Least: Existence
Randy Wayne Jellison-KnockPublished 3 months ago in PoetsFor A Moment
It's all happening so fast, but all in the best ways. Every morning I wake up to your texts wishing me a wonderful day, then some sort of compliment about me to follow.
Angel AdagioPublished 4 days ago in Poetsthe truth sits heavy
whatever didn't wake the monster, was most likely my afternoon food of choice. a silent snack, on silent feet, tiptoeing through the hall,
Heather HublerPublished 3 days ago in PoetsSonder
Nervous whispers in a busy place. Before his eyes, a hundred lives have passed, a hundred people all going their different ways. The weight of it is crushing to the sleep-deprived mind. The weight of knowing, without being able to feel, that every weary traveller he sees is just as real and complete as him. That every over-tired passerby who skates past or slightly lingers near where he sits and writes is just the same. Hiding truths and potentials no one else will ever come to know.
Alexander McEvoyPublished 3 days ago in PoetsOne Moment, For Today
Stop for one minute. Listen to a bird singing its song, Watch the sunrise, Telling you the day has just begun. Cherish a hug from your children before
Carol TownendPublished 2 days ago in PoetsQueen Jane
It’s just you and me, Queen Jane Trapped like flies in a rosewood morning. Lemon light slides down the wall; Almost made it to that corner now
Jean McKinneyPublished 3 days ago in PoetsPickled Herring with My Dad
When I was three, my dad sat on the edge of my bed many nights after placing a plate of our favorite snack by my ballerina music box, and then delved into Treasure Island or Nancy Drew.
Lacy Loar-GruenlerPublished 4 days ago in Poets
Collections
Themed story collections curated by the Vocal moderators.
Only the Classics
The roots from which poetry as we know it has flourished. Taking you back to the classical era, one stanza at a time.
Life as a Poet Knows It
Industry tips for new poets. Welcome to the Poets family.
America in Verse
One Nation, United by Poetry. Exploring the United States of America through word.
Latest Stories
Most recently published stories in Poets.
Devine Gift
Taste of the divine, it keeps on giving to you, joyful weightlessness.
James GreenPublished 22 minutes ago in PoetsWhat if we can't speak?
What if we can't speak? we feel pain too Now we see all this happening and think That in this beautiful world there is a beast like human. What if we can't speak? we feel pain too I thought that God could not make us humans. We together with Insa will create a beautiful Will definitely build a relationship. But how did we know that humans Will make this beautiful relationship our own meaning too And after seeing this human cruelty, we are compared to God. You won't make yourself a human being but something else. What if we can't speak? we feel pain too.
Phases of the Moon
I'm not much of a night person, but I have been thinking about coping with changes lately. My conclusion? Change is our only constant.
Michelle LiewPublished about an hour ago in PoetsThe flowers who want bees and the bees who want flowers
If flowers need bees, If bees need flowers, Does the love we cultivate nourish our relationships? The world must be that imbalanced,
Talking to Paul’s Reflection
dismayed at mirror reflection manipulated by my minds fragility as pen hits the paper and ink hits the page oh how it burns
Kayleigh Fraser ✨Published about 4 hours ago in PoetsAmerica, I Am
I have come from abduction,Was attacked-My country's compensation is in-store credit.ordered back into bankruptcy It's me and my trophy wife.Passing as some kind of dream.
bishnu prasadPublished about 4 hours ago in PoetsEmbracing Childhood's Comfort
In the nursery's gentle glow, a scene unfolds, Where tiny fingers find their hold. Upon a thumb, a comfort bold, In innocence, a tale untold.
"Undercover Worries: Understanding Bed wetting's Impact"
In the midnight hush, a child's sigh, With secret struggles that none may spy. As stars above paint the sky, Bedwetting woes cause tears to fly.
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