Most recently published stories in Poets.
The man next door always smiles. Blue-collar life suits him? "Gratitude," he explained. "Others have it harder." Into my hand he pressed a pendant with a sun and moon on a cord.
By Julie Lacksonen2 days ago in Poets
A gang of turkeys wandered onto a business park road. A car came upon them apprehensively and stopped. The horn blared. No movement.
By Gabriel Shames2 days ago in Poets
Years. Years have passed. since he sent her that glass bottle. It arrived hastily across the waves, Straight unto his son’s arms.
By Maya Or Tzur2 days ago in Poets
Copper in the low light Poison on a slow night Moment like a match head Praying I will strike it just right I gave you all of my good side while you showed me yours
By SUEDE the poet2 days ago in Poets
The first warm day of the year And I return from the store Sweating lightly in my t-shirt and shorts Waiting for the air to kick in
By Gene Lass2 days ago in Poets
“A soap impression of his wife That he ate and donated to the National Trust” - John Lennon “Happiness is a Warm Gun”
im' fun stooge feelin' im' a slap feelin' and stir... the glue feelin' im' done joking around feelin' im' the "beautiful" feeling
By K.A. Smith2 days ago in Poets
A gentle breeze flows through the causeway shifting the air, too love is in the air. When a mission for love sets the stage to rescue, never to leave her lonely.
By Jacqueline Elaine Hudson2 days ago in Poets
Same can't be distinct, Transparent doesn’t present self, Pure light ain’t turning back reflects not but Body of particles, waves dead end
By Iris V.2 days ago in Poets
Brain overload As I Pace I hear my heart talking But my brain says it’s a waste I just want a piece, but first I need to
By Arlo Wysee2 days ago in Poets
“Whatever happened to that lovely hippie shit?” -Ray High “Psychoderelict” a rock opera by Pete Townshend > > In 1970, Jackson Browne
I felt Her love was coming through. I called, but I couldn’t get through I just wanna cut My heartstrings loose I have a top cut heart for you