Latest Stories

Most recently published stories in Poets.

Healing in the Stillness
Loneliness is precious because only in that quiet stillness can you truly hear the voice of your heart. You have faced your sadness and shed your tears alone, with honesty. You accept them, knowing they are life lessons—a vital part of the journey. Only when you are alone can you truly grow.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharingabout 19 hours ago in Poets
Snow Storm
I abruptly wake up at a quarter to two, From the sound of snow hitting my window with a crackling sound, I lookout side the wind is blowing so violently
By Jennifer lindquistabout 21 hours ago in Poets
Till 3005
I had never experienced so much love and alignment before, before my lips layed on yours, and only spoke for hours on end through the phone
By Ruhani Khadijahabout 21 hours ago in Poets
And Then There Were Three
Introduction Just a bit of observational fun in a humorous ghazal before I go to Scotland. The music is "Down and Out", the best song from "And Then There Were Three" and appropriate for this (in my opinion) by Genesis.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred about 21 hours ago in Poets
Again
Another morning, the skies are grey again and the rain falls, gathering into a slowly growing puddle where it will sit unsustained
By Reece Beckettabout 22 hours ago in Poets
Polishing parkrun Performance
1. Refrain from staying on Vocal ‘til long after midnight… Alarm shrills seconds later… causing a fright!😳 2. Fuel up on a speedy, snack
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶about 23 hours ago in Poets
Love
An illness, mistaken as a warm embrace on a chilling night. A hatred so deep that the fumes of the fiery emotion seep into the eyes of the sick, leak down their esophagus, and twist every organ into a being with autonomy.
By J.C. Nolanabout 23 hours ago in Poets
My dad and Sheeba take 2
My Sheeba, the Star of Our Hearts In the golden glow of afternoon light, Sheeba, the corgi, was a joyful sight. With a wagging tail and spirit so free,
By George’s Girl 2026 about 23 hours ago in Poets
Smile
I smile Though Stretching Is more of what I do. The manipulation of upturned lips In every sinew. I smile
By Cassandra Warrenabout 24 hours ago in Poets
The Bathroom
I found you upstairs— Defeated in the bathroom, Blown out and bloodied, As if I stumbled upon Some mass shooting. On the heels of a death march
By Bride of Sounda day ago in Poets
Be Seeing You
there's more of us than there is of them but no one wants to go first yet something has to happen before it gets
By Brena day ago in Poets
Wisteria
cascade of purple symbol of love, longevity Japanese name Fuji Wisteria is a legume, and popular for it's pretty purple flowers.
By Seema Patela day ago in Poets