Stories in Poets that you’ll love, handpicked by our team.
Distra…? Dastri? Hold on, what is the blasted word? Is it distrably or dustriction? No, they’re totally absurd! Swinging high by branch I was, and fast through morning air…
By L.Clabrough3 years ago in Poets
Diving into unknown waters Innocent as pie Slowly, something starts to crack The surface of my mind Reality has slipped my grip
By Joelle E N3 years ago in Poets
Jimmy takes his gun into the woods. Jimmy has done this before, and never will again. The light is yellow. The trees are tall. Birch bark
By Suze Kay3 years ago in Poets
Daylight too bright to hear the transparency of Lacewings, a Bird of Paradise unravel, the pop of a seed-head bursting,
By Stephanie Ginger3 years ago in Poets
Distraction—with a diminishing return (thanks, Dharrsheena!) Is traction something this little diversion will gain? (Dear God, let’s hope not!)
By Randy Wayne Jellison-Knock3 years ago in Poets
Draw the sword from the stone Idolise Huckleberry, Mowgli, and Phileas Sail on the Pequod with Ahab Take a trip on the Antelope
By L.C. Schäfer3 years ago in Poets
In the realm of digital tide I dwell, Crafting a verse, where SEO does swell. With words aligned, and tags discreet, A poem emerges, Google's heart to beat.
By Karun 3 years ago in Poets
Dissociating; fading out from reality and slamming- head first, Into unreality, where the colours burst. Sparks from neurons misfiring, incorrectly dispersed, spelling out the truth that we are,
By Obsidian Words3 years ago in Poets
Daisy whispers that it's over as we watch the fragments fall Into confetti fire...and I pretend for her that I'm not frightened; that I'm not terrified at all.
By Gina C.3 years ago in Poets
I let it run right through my hands, Ignore the men and their commands. Their aim is steady, as am I, My heartbeat sure, steel in my eye.
By Chloë J.3 years ago in Poets
Wishes were for Genies to grant For now, she could only rant Everything seemed too big for an ant ~~~~~ Her brain ran out of space
By Dharrsheena Raja Segarran3 years ago in Poets
***Warning*** May be disturbing**** * D riving with my phone out, I am distracted in the car I instantly regret it, as I leave the local bar
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 years ago in Poets
