Altverse Stories

In 2007 an outbreak of a so-called mysterious disease struck certain parts of the Netherlands, it was much later diagnosed as Q-fever. Not so mysterious because it was d...

Just HoPe a description for THis pOeM is unnecessary.

What else is the post-apocalyptic than a blessing for nature because of the demise and extinction of the human race.

It isn't just the president of the land of the free, who now finally has got his own bone spur war. All over the World our so-called leaders miss the boat to prepare, to...

Silence, what can be said about...

The omnipresent state of division. The haves who cannot have any more, crave to obtain all, nothing left for the have nots, who have nothing, nothing to lose but their f...

The arrogance laid bare where compassion and empathy are traded in for select superiority. All in search for the new prophet. It's an old message seen before. There's no...

The forensic evidence left by a murderer, in almost correct haiku syllables.

The store chain with its auspicious brand name is again in the news, now for applying a policy which brands fellow human beings of dark skin complexion as Nicks and Nick...

The clock beating away for the injustice of denial, the purposeless ticking for the illusion of safeguarding the time over future and past. In the now there is but the e...

Haiku, for a sorry soccer game. Gone forever. No more playing on this board. Close the game by folding it up and put it back in its box.

A little song of love

The notion of being ignored. I still felt the need to react, the doubt lingers if I shouldn't have done so. To be ignored can only be answered by letting go in the first...

Another etymology of the word responsible, response-able, or the avoidance from responsibility. None of us can be excluded in this equation, and certainly not those who...

When all is dark, the light isn't only outside the tunnel, inside the tunnel burns a light too.

A short fable poem about a cat who stands through a number of storms.

A riddle and fable say often more than a thousand words of agony.

Maybe this poem needs to be introduced, maybe you just need to read it and follow your own path. The brazen lawlessness made me decide to post it. This individual needs...

The embroidery of families past the portals of our earthly demise, found in the lace, the thread from the spool, as the one to be de tangled. The blood left in the thimb...

In the garden grows one of the most poisonous plants, this plant is to ward off evil. Touch it and you'll die.