Most recently published stories in Poets.
Everyone takes his own route, But we all arrive at the same destination: The cold granite headboard awaits us all. You might choose the expressway in the city,
By Fred Bobbitt9 years ago in Poets
What do you see When you look in my eyes Is it the pain of resentment Contentment of situations That desire change Strange connections
By Janae Williams9 years ago in Poets
I know who you were with tonight. He seems he comes from angels spawned from Michelangelo. He has the eyes of a sailor who’s seen the dark pit in the ocean.
By Ti Ana9 years ago in Poets
If we hadn't of gone out, this wouldn't have happened. The bastard who dropped the needle, I'd beat the crap out of them.
By Paul Crocker9 years ago in Poets
Time to be, I have with joy. That a heart in pounding, There is a sense of me. With me, I know; There's a measure in a measure,
By Michael Gallegos9 years ago in Poets
...Timeless in the shadows, feel desire climbing the walls of solitude, inescapible in the disillusionary chamber of reality-
By Ron Walker9 years ago in Poets
You tempt me with your web of lies Like a wolf in a sheep's disguise Twisted nature of the hidden game The only interest is passing blame
By Michelle Bridges9 years ago in Poets
My life is constant upheaval: I am a fragmented diaspora Of memories and timelines left hollow in deserted veins; Aspirations to thrive in an unfamiliar environment withers
By Raven Aurora9 years ago in Poets
Energy, flows through me like chills... chills like a vocalist hitting the greatest note in a lifetime. Balancing out the faded wave of semi-sweet chocolate;
By Tiera Porter-House9 years ago in Poets
Hi's and Bye's are go betweens. Is language between us really that clean? Words we say, from feelings we sway. Never unearthing the depths in play.
By JAHAN ZABE9 years ago in Poets
Flames engulf the hands of father time - i lose my place, while injecting shadows, darkness spills across my space- when the demons whisper,
You have the right to remain silent, Yeah right it's time to be violent. It's time to fight against the silence with random acts of violence.
By Matthew Allen9 years ago in Poets
