Altverse Stories

Tedros, the mysterious boy who's whole life has been spent in Galavdon, gets taken to the school with Sophie and Agatha. He becomes fearful of himself when his curse sta...

Silence, what can be said about...

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...

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

The singing and dancing magpies out here wake us up every single morning with their funny routine.

a voice for those without voice.

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...

As a kid, this is how I looked when I was sick but didn't wanna be ill. My body remembers, so here I am having fought pain and discomfort, setback and mourning of an old...

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...

To find a remedy we need to change our belief system. There won't be one miracle drug, nor will there be time or breathing space for scalper capitalists who want to get...

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

A goodbye for ever.

Rules have a function, rules also exist to be tested. Especially in writing poetry, grammar needs to sing a lower tone next to rhythm or rhyme, but even without rhyme in...

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

In the abandonment there's a tilting point where the walls come closer and closer. Until the room is gone, that's where I set a new step, let the old go and found the lo...

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 letting go of a lived bad dream broken back nightmare. The acknowledgement towards the Universe I was on the wrong track. The awareness of a shift occurring.

No matter what, the lawlessness will meet its end. This time demanding transparency beyond all the veils of power. Let justice speak for everyone, not just for the happy...

Finally there's someone who stands up against the filth and disgust that fills the front pages and back alleys of platforms like twitter and facebook. I wonder what thes...

Born in a pink skin I'm considered white, therefore I have no illusions I can fully comprehend or imagine what our sisters and brothers with different complexion have go...