Story Poems
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poetry about Dreams, Fantasy and Fiction
This section is for story poems about dreams and fantasy; fiction poetry born out of a creative imagination. This includes poems about the writer's aspirations and the life they wish they led, or a person they wish they could be. Along with poetry about fictional characters and made up situations, taking place in this world or within the realm of fantasy. The "story poems" category also includes science fiction and fanfiction poems.
cabcool
Poem Published
Today 5:00am
Today 5:00am
windsong (visual version)
elegy for an abandoned cat
flute through my hair
your lullabies
and bless me where
the willow sighs
while here prostrate
upon her bed
i softly wait
to ease my head
of long, long years
of dread and pain
from love’s swift spears
and life’s disdain
your bugle blow
across the hills
where idly grow
the daffodils
for when they dance
my heart forgets
the torn romance
on which it frets ...
flute through my hair
your lullabies
and bless me where
the willow sighs
while here prostrate
upon her bed
i softly wait
to ease my head
of long, long years
of dread and pain
from love’s swift spears
and life’s disdain
your bugle blow
across the hills
where idly grow
the daffodils
for when they dance
my heart forgets
the torn romance
on which it frets ...
#sadness
#rejection
#animals #wind
#animals #wind
12 reads
0 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
Today 2:13am
Today 2:13am
windsong
elegy for an abandoned cat
flute through my hair
your lullabies
and bless me where
the willow sighs
while here prostrate
upon her bed
i softly wait
to ease my head
of long, long years
of dread and pain
from love’s swift spears
and life’s disdain
your bugle blow
across the hills
where idly grow
the daffodils
for when they dance
my heart forgets
the torn romance
on which it frets
go...
flute through my hair
your lullabies
and bless me where
the willow sighs
while here prostrate
upon her bed
i softly wait
to ease my head
of long, long years
of dread and pain
from love’s swift spears
and life’s disdain
your bugle blow
across the hills
where idly grow
the daffodils
for when they dance
my heart forgets
the torn romance
on which it frets
go...
#sadness
#rejection
#animals #wind
#animals #wind
15 reads
2 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
24th Mar 2019 9:09pm
24th Mar 2019 9:09pm
perhaps to dream (visual version)
A first-collab effort between Tallen & cabcool]
please take your time
i just woke up
high on my first black cup
my coffee shift
conjures the sun
confessing night is done
the early morn
when night is gone
leaves dream stuff on the dawn
of memories
of bygone days
when hopes were still ablaze
abort the sun
for dream and wake
give me an equal ache
oblivion
swift flames cascade
deep-kissed within my head
going...
please take your time
i just woke up
high on my first black cup
my coffee shift
conjures the sun
confessing night is done
the early morn
when night is gone
leaves dream stuff on the dawn
of memories
of bygone days
when hopes were still ablaze
abort the sun
for dream and wake
give me an equal ache
oblivion
swift flames cascade
deep-kissed within my head
going...
#dreams
#insomnia
#nightmares
24 reads
12 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
24th Mar 2019 8:45pm
24th Mar 2019 8:45pm
perhaps to dream
A first-collab effort between Tallen & cabcool]
please take your time
i just woke up
high on my first black cup
my coffee shift
conjures the sun
confessing night is done
the early morn
when night is gone
leaves dream stuff on the dawn
of memories
of bygone days
when hopes were still ablaze
abort the sun
for dream and wake
give me an equal ache
oblivion
swift flames cascade
deep-kissed within my head
going through the throes ...
please take your time
i just woke up
high on my first black cup
my coffee shift
conjures the sun
confessing night is done
the early morn
when night is gone
leaves dream stuff on the dawn
of memories
of bygone days
when hopes were still ablaze
abort the sun
for dream and wake
give me an equal ache
oblivion
swift flames cascade
deep-kissed within my head
going through the throes ...
#dreams
#insomnia
#nightmares
15 reads
2 Comments
archetype23
Poem Published
24th Mar 2019 11:02am
24th Mar 2019 11:02am
BURNED DOWN JUNQUE
BURNED DOWN JUNQUE
I am not a young man, but I am not an old man
The dreams which I sought during my immortal youth
danced before me during endearing enduring years
suddenly broken as a token taken apart
bringing me eternally back to the start
And so there I was again
just as I was back then
struggling to seek my fate
through an endless mirage of lies and hate
Friendly thieves who I had believed in
stole the seeds of my endless endeavors
making us enemies forever
The crops still grow where the cops don't go
Defaced...
I am not a young man, but I am not an old man
The dreams which I sought during my immortal youth
danced before me during endearing enduring years
suddenly broken as a token taken apart
bringing me eternally back to the start
And so there I was again
just as I was back then
struggling to seek my fate
through an endless mirage of lies and hate
Friendly thieves who I had believed in
stole the seeds of my endless endeavors
making us enemies forever
The crops still grow where the cops don't go
Defaced...
#sadness
#rejection
#shame #confusion
#shame #confusion
14 reads
1 Comment
Seed
Poem Published
23rd Mar 2019 1:11pm
23rd Mar 2019 1:11pm
Encounter
We, a crew of four, were sitting around in the truck wasting time when we should have been working, as was the norm. That’s when I saw her. Her auburn hair caught my eye as she came out of a building. I said, “Well, well, would you look at that, if it isn’t the devil herself.” Ray said, Which one, the redhead?” “Yeah, the redhead.” I responded. “Time was she would have thrown her arms around me and given me a big kiss. Then there was a time when it was 50/50, a big kiss or a knee to the crotch. Now, probably just a knee to my tenders.” Ray, “Wait a minute, you and her had a thing?” “That’s...
#love
#ImSorry
#forgiveness
#heartbroken
#hurt
22 reads
2 Comments
RSMorris
Poem Published
23rd Mar 2019 10:25am
23rd Mar 2019 10:25am
Rusty Old Chain
While hiking in the woods.
I found a tired old shack.
It was hidden, covered with weeds.
I found an opening in the back.
While on my hands and knees,
I saw it lying on the floor.
Was covered with dust and webs,
under a rickety chest of drawers.
A chain of flaking rusty metal.
Colored a crude muddy brown.
Probably worth nothing to anyone,
nor to any shop downtown.
A beaten wooden frame on the wall,
the picture inside, faded and smelled.
A young girl, clothes ragged and torn.
Around her neck, the...
I found a tired old shack.
It was hidden, covered with weeds.
I found an opening in the back.
While on my hands and knees,
I saw it lying on the floor.
Was covered with dust and webs,
under a rickety chest of drawers.
A chain of flaking rusty metal.
Colored a crude muddy brown.
Probably worth nothing to anyone,
nor to any shop downtown.
A beaten wooden frame on the wall,
the picture inside, faded and smelled.
A young girl, clothes ragged and torn.
Around her neck, the...
#love
23 reads
4 Comments
SilverBeaver_42
Poem Published
22nd Mar 2019 4:05am
22nd Mar 2019 4:05am
Gray Dream
Was it a nightmare?
A precognition?
Or just my many fears and anxieties working over time
Don’t know where we were but felt familiar
Was space between us
Filled with gray like fog but more solid surrounding us
Could feel people moving around me but not see them
You, me, together we paused
We locked eyes
Eyes filling with tears
I hoped they were ones of possibility
Not
As you turned around the Gray swallowed you whole
That was the night your messages were empty
A precognition?
Or just my many fears and anxieties working over time
Don’t know where we were but felt familiar
Was space between us
Filled with gray like fog but more solid surrounding us
Could feel people moving around me but not see them
You, me, together we paused
We locked eyes
Eyes filling with tears
I hoped they were ones of possibility
Not
As you turned around the Gray swallowed you whole
That was the night your messages were empty
#aging
#MovingOn
28 reads
1 Comment
Stanhoven
Poem Published
22nd Mar 2019 00:36am
22nd Mar 2019 00:36am
The Shadow
Is there someone there?"
"Are you following me?"
He hurried along, had to keep moving
Sun was setting casting his shadow wide and long
"Okay where are you?"
"I see you hiding in the corner"
Running only to see no one as his shadow disappeared
"I do not have time for games"
He hurried, his gait quickened
No matter how fast he went a presence followed
Had to get out of the streets
Sun was almost set night would come soon
"Why do you follow me?"
Home was just around the corner
Inside he would be safe
"You are...
"Are you following me?"
He hurried along, had to keep moving
Sun was setting casting his shadow wide and long
"Okay where are you?"
"I see you hiding in the corner"
Running only to see no one as his shadow disappeared
"I do not have time for games"
He hurried, his gait quickened
No matter how fast he went a presence followed
Had to get out of the streets
Sun was almost set night would come soon
"Why do you follow me?"
Home was just around the corner
Inside he would be safe
"You are...
#ghosts
16 reads
0 Comments
Thedeadinme
Poem Published
21st Mar 2019 9:47pm
21st Mar 2019 9:47pm
Of Midnight and Madness
Far away
In a castle by the sea
Wreathed in the moonlight of misery
To set free the pretty visons that imprisoned me
A soothsayer of seance and dark pageantry
Forboding the winds that beguiled one's insanity
The divinations of constellations far flung against the back drop of ebon hued nebulas
Masquerades upon the stars oft led me far astray
The twinkle of twilight always tickled my fancy
A voyeur of horizons torn asunder
Gemini
I've already died
Gemini
Upon the dying sky
Turned bright
Blight of...
In a castle by the sea
Wreathed in the moonlight of misery
To set free the pretty visons that imprisoned me
A soothsayer of seance and dark pageantry
Forboding the winds that beguiled one's insanity
The divinations of constellations far flung against the back drop of ebon hued nebulas
Masquerades upon the stars oft led me far astray
The twinkle of twilight always tickled my fancy
A voyeur of horizons torn asunder
Gemini
I've already died
Gemini
Upon the dying sky
Turned bright
Blight of...
#dreams
#gothic
28 reads
2 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
21st Mar 2019 8:16pm
21st Mar 2019 8:16pm
Vowel (re)Movement
Wh@t if @ll the vowels in poetry united?
@nd ignited @ movement @ll @round the world?
Wh@t if they’d vow not to work for @nyone?
@ move me@nt to le@ve us writers in @ whirl.
If they’d unionize they’d go strike @nd terrorize,
We’d feel helpless like we couldn’t use our h@nds,
M@ybe we could use those other @ltern@tives,
Like @sterisks, excl@m@tions, @t @nd @mpers@nds.
We live in @ world of fix@tions with h@sht@gs @nd @bbr.
Where the true @rt of the word seems slurred @nd dying,
@t le@st in my eyes but I love the properly cleverly...
@nd ignited @ movement @ll @round the world?
Wh@t if they’d vow not to work for @nyone?
@ move me@nt to le@ve us writers in @ whirl.
If they’d unionize they’d go strike @nd terrorize,
We’d feel helpless like we couldn’t use our h@nds,
M@ybe we could use those other @ltern@tives,
Like @sterisks, excl@m@tions, @t @nd @mpers@nds.
We live in @ world of fix@tions with h@sht@gs @nd @bbr.
Where the true @rt of the word seems slurred @nd dying,
@t le@st in my eyes but I love the properly cleverly...
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry
#metaphor
#philosophical
#passion
42 reads
0 Comments
Wanderer_Mahmud
Poem Published
21st Mar 2019 5:19pm
21st Mar 2019 5:19pm
The Rage Still Goes On
I have been living my life in that evening.
Lamentation in chasing dreams.
I have been carrying the weight of my dream.
I have been killing myself again and again.
A life spent in chasing dreams.
I have been carrying the weight of my dream.
Not today,
Not tomorrow,
But yesterday,
The tears are forgotten,
And the soul keeps on hurting.
Heal the scar in my heart,
I just want to sleep in peace.
I have been living for too long,
And the wild wind keeps blowin'.
Life is a warmth I wished for, ...
Lamentation in chasing dreams.
I have been carrying the weight of my dream.
I have been killing myself again and again.
A life spent in chasing dreams.
I have been carrying the weight of my dream.
Not today,
Not tomorrow,
But yesterday,
The tears are forgotten,
And the soul keeps on hurting.
Heal the scar in my heart,
I just want to sleep in peace.
I have been living for too long,
And the wild wind keeps blowin'.
Life is a warmth I wished for, ...
#grief
#fate
#memories #SelfReflection
#memories #SelfReflection
17 reads
2 Comments
DU Poetry : Story Poems about Dreams, Fantasy and Fiction
