Stories in Poets that you’ll love, handpicked by our team.
Remake me, alchemist Consult your emerald tablet Transformed through Cinnabar’s mercurial cure Thanks to you I am a
By Aspen Marie 25 days ago in Poets
I float away inside a dream Where each door unlocks more of me Somewhere I’ve been, locked in the past Someone one I’ve been, only recast
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden24 days ago in Poets
Today is the International Day of Nothing...when we mark the necessity of a little silence. Emptiness and space are as important as thought.
By Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin25 days ago in Poets
If you let me, I can tell you how to love me, but you need to come in close, even closer. That's better, now I can see your eyes cradling the moon,
By Katheleen24 days ago in Poets
Mothers are supposed to know how to love their daughters, but it seems some don't. They reject them even in the womb.
By Moon Desert25 days ago in Poets
Have you heard of the game chameleon? I fear I play it far too well. Skilled to pretend i’m something i’m not. I am
By Latisha Jean29 days ago in Poets
The water turfs out clear words Of wisdom, in a charm that inveigles Us to part from our old self: Of brown muck and
By Caitlin Charlton25 days ago in Poets
Is there really a rule book of how to cut people out of your life? Even if they are toxic? From a small age you are told if someone is mean to you- stand up for yourself.
By Jen Phillips27 days ago in Poets
Sorry for breaking down on Christmas I was only embracing my divine right To express myself when the sun slept Now I must seek consent to breathe
By Chloe Gilholy29 days ago in Poets
In Newfoundland in Quidi Vidi, St. John’s, About 1771 a baby was born, To who, I don’t know, I can’t quite distinguish,
By Nani26 days ago in Poets
Of course, 2026 equals blazing forward, says the horse, but beware: know when to rein it in! On Tuesday, February 17, 2026, Wood Snake passes the baton to Fire Horse.
By Marilyn Glover27 days ago in Poets
In these battered halls are sung the songs of broken yesterdays Visions of sweeter tomorrows knelt blithely in the pews Un-bittered by want and regret
By Ian Read30 days ago in Poets
