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Most recently published stories in Poets.

Now
Warm face cooled by the soft breeze across my skin. Hairs— bend. Squirrels chatter.
By Mary Catherine Watsonabout 10 hours ago in Poets
Friend
Listening to Jazz Her Friendship Blesses the Tones And makes it sound good
By John Scipioabout 10 hours ago in Poets
This Is "Entitled" - If I Just GO Out !?
If I just GO out, the chicken wouldn't taste SOO great, and mind you - I cannot cook, not even to save "MY" life !? If I just GO out, I'd learn SOO many things from others, and their lives as though it was MINE !? If I just GO out, I'm hoping I could find the perfect candy to sparkle my eyes - the way in which it marvels at the sunrise !?
By 365poetryabout 10 hours ago in Poets
“I'm Ready For My Close -Up Mr. DeMille, Or Should I Say, Rock”
**** I have come to the realization that hesitation serves me like a switchblade to the jugular proving to be fantastically skilled at creating beautifully poetic censorship
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsdenabout 10 hours ago in Poets
First Light
Darkness fades to glow Flutters, singing, sounds of life Dawn of day begins
By Cate Anneabout 10 hours ago in Poets
Afternoon Stream
Afternoon Stream Water ripples over smooth, mossed stones, Sunlight falling gold across its path. Green leaves lean low to touch the surface,
By George’s Girl 2026 about 11 hours ago in Poets
Overflow
sometimes I overflow like bubbles down the side of a glass blown in through a straw by an overenthusiastic child sometimes it's beautiful
By Lolly Vieiraabout 11 hours ago in Poets
Sunset
Inevitable. The glowing goodbye, dreaded. But always certain.
By Madison "Maddy" Newtonabout 12 hours ago in Poets
Does the Universe End?
Conceptually, a cycle of existence unfolds, infinite.
By Madison "Maddy" Newtonabout 13 hours ago in Poets
The Moth
a moth on the wall opens both wings holds them there then folds them back shut
By Tim Carmichaelabout 13 hours ago in Poets
Shit, It's Not Raining Men. Content Warning.
One more day The tooth of time bites me but Damn I bite back . What do I need time for when the world is fighting wait until I strike back
By Henrik Hagelandabout 13 hours ago in Poets
The Quiet Power of Words: How Poetry Touches the Human Soul. AI-Generated.
There is a strange kind of magic hidden inside words. Not the loud, dramatic magic of fireworks or thunderstorms, but a quiet and gentle magic that works slowly within the human heart. Words rarely shout, yet they have the power to echo across time, across memories, and across lives.
By AngelFaceabout 13 hours ago in Poets