Story Poems by Top Critiquers
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poetry about Dreams, Fantasy and Fiction
Poems written by Top Critiquers
AfterSexDilemma
Poem Published
28th Feb 2025 3:21am
28th Feb 2025 3:21am
Managers That Let Guys Sexually Harass You
Drunk on lies.
Pretending they're not spies.
She needs attention from guys.
That no one likes.
Pretending she's right.
On camera, all night
Staring is how she fights.
Her friends deny.
The way these guys,
Try to get between my thighs.
It's amazing they're alive.
Should be rotting in prison for life.
She's amazingly bright.
The way she pretends to cry.
When I point out how much she lies.
Claiming she has legal rights.
Harassing the polite.
In the middle of the...
Pretending they're not spies.
She needs attention from guys.
That no one likes.
Pretending she's right.
On camera, all night
Staring is how she fights.
Her friends deny.
The way these guys,
Try to get between my thighs.
It's amazing they're alive.
Should be rotting in prison for life.
She's amazingly bright.
The way she pretends to cry.
When I point out how much she lies.
Claiming she has legal rights.
Harassing the polite.
In the middle of the...
#funny
#TruthOfLife
120 reads
6 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
26th Dec 2018 9:05pm
26th Dec 2018 9:05pm
A Sneetch ( after Theodor [Dr] Seuss Geisel )
There are havettes, and have notettes–
yet in all honesty, without possessions
who can tell the difference?!
They appear the same shape –
male and female alike; O! But wait!
is it a tittle of a title they covet?!
Or, perhaps, in all honesty –
it’s a jealousy thing ; O! Me! Why
clonedingus another Sneetch?
We each have our trinkets – we’re all
born completus; O! Yet, it’s not enough!
Some Sneetches choose to be leeches!
Is it fortune, fame they don’t deserve –
but feel they...
yet in all honesty, without possessions
who can tell the difference?!
They appear the same shape –
male and female alike; O! But wait!
is it a tittle of a title they covet?!
Or, perhaps, in all honesty –
it’s a jealousy thing ; O! Me! Why
clonedingus another Sneetch?
We each have our trinkets – we’re all
born completus; O! Yet, it’s not enough!
Some Sneetches choose to be leeches!
Is it fortune, fame they don’t deserve –
but feel they...
#jealousy
#conflict
#DrSeuss
1305 reads
7 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
17th Oct 2022 00:42am
17th Oct 2022 00:42am
Mm... The Sorceress’ Sultry Spell
Elvira yes, I am okay.”
I am walking through the forest back to my castle, since it’s such a beautiful day
My time trapped in that mirror, I would say, time never moved
I had to summon the storms, the mist of the fog, and my surrounding elements from the bed of earth as my voice softly soothed
Girl, the Sorceress’ Council sent out a search party for you however, without ado
We looked until darkness fell
Some of the members tossed gold coins to find you in the wishing well
That was nice, what an ordeal, I suppose that’s life... oh well
What...
I am walking through the forest back to my castle, since it’s such a beautiful day
My time trapped in that mirror, I would say, time never moved
I had to summon the storms, the mist of the fog, and my surrounding elements from the bed of earth as my voice softly soothed
Girl, the Sorceress’ Council sent out a search party for you however, without ado
We looked until darkness fell
Some of the members tossed gold coins to find you in the wishing well
That was nice, what an ordeal, I suppose that’s life... oh well
What...
#moon
#Halloween
#mirror
#magic
#curse
708 reads
7 Comments
Styxian
Poem Published
13th Dec 2023 00:45am
13th Dec 2023 00:45am
Atoms and Eve
i took an old math book from '74
inside cover stamped
by some high school in idaho
back when all counting was done with potatoes
one for dinner and one for town
one for breakfast, one for town
but the plow-man always got
the first bushel
it's in that subtraction
that you always felt
a little hungry
i over-wrote upon the pages
with the fattest marker I could find
my poems weren't ready
for my own title, or my name
so i put that boring book
to a better use
the school boys called me fag ...
inside cover stamped
by some high school in idaho
back when all counting was done with potatoes
one for dinner and one for town
one for breakfast, one for town
but the plow-man always got
the first bushel
it's in that subtraction
that you always felt
a little hungry
i over-wrote upon the pages
with the fattest marker I could find
my poems weren't ready
for my own title, or my name
so i put that boring book
to a better use
the school boys called me fag ...
#friendship
440 reads
23 Comments
TheOralizer
Poem Published
2nd Mar 2024 10:10pm
2nd Mar 2024 10:10pm
CAPTURED BY THE SIRENS
I had been warned
and knew better as
I swam toward the reefs
where the alluring Sirens
waited to lure and seduce
voyagers venturing on
the sea of life in search
of adventure and pleasure.
I knew well the myth of
Orpheus and Eurydice but
the alluring lyre music and
beauty of the Sirens prohibited
me from saying no. I am
honored and thankful for
YOU,
sweet Siren of the sea of lust.
YES!
You know who you are.
and knew better as
I swam toward the reefs
where the alluring Sirens
waited to lure and seduce
voyagers venturing on
the sea of life in search
of adventure and pleasure.
I knew well the myth of
Orpheus and Eurydice but
the alluring lyre music and
beauty of the Sirens prohibited
me from saying no. I am
honored and thankful for
YOU,
sweet Siren of the sea of lust.
YES!
You know who you are.
#happiness
#love
#gratitude
#admiration
#emotions
216 reads
2 Comments
Connotation
Poem Published
23rd Jan 2024 9:03pm
23rd Jan 2024 9:03pm
Synapsis Heritage
Synapsis heritage.
Covalence, catalyst.
Amalgam agonist.
Mechanics, transient.
Inherent management.
Schematics, balances.
Apparent variance.
Awareness, aggregate.
Coherent candidness.
Exacted, practices.
Established advocate.
Example, adamant.
Compassion candidate.
Companions, adequate.
Imagined average.
Enacted, arrogance.
Ecstatic analyst.
Advancement, parroted.
Hysterics perilous.
Theatrics, patented.
Fanatic habitant.
Emphatic, scandalous.
Enamor...
Covalence, catalyst.
Amalgam agonist.
Mechanics, transient.
Inherent management.
Schematics, balances.
Apparent variance.
Awareness, aggregate.
Coherent candidness.
Exacted, practices.
Established advocate.
Example, adamant.
Compassion candidate.
Companions, adequate.
Imagined average.
Enacted, arrogance.
Ecstatic analyst.
Advancement, parroted.
Hysterics perilous.
Theatrics, patented.
Fanatic habitant.
Emphatic, scandalous.
Enamor...
#spiritual
#rhyming
#metaphor
#SelfDiscovery
#morality
194 reads
0 Comments
nutbuster
D C
D C
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:38pm
Yesterday 2:38pm
The Great Escape Chapter 23, Part 3 of 13
#anxiety
#LifeChangingMoment
#LifeStruggles #passion
#LifeStruggles #passion
4 reads
0 Comments
Hatful-of-Hollow
Poem Published
27th Mar 2025 12:33pm
27th Mar 2025 12:33pm
Dream Making in the Suburbs
At night, Alison’s dreams are scattered across
the bedroom wall like grainy cine film
No sound from the nocturnal soap opera
just Alison’s breathless hum and
the somnolent rhythm of the city
At the foot of the bed I wait for
insomnia cinema to begin
Amber streetlights steal through curtains
Alison’s legs up and apart
remind me we touch like
skeletons in a dusty museum
On her back on edge of dreams
the streetlights caress her
Lights – Camera - Action
Alison dreams in glorious...
the bedroom wall like grainy cine film
No sound from the nocturnal soap opera
just Alison’s breathless hum and
the somnolent rhythm of the city
At the foot of the bed I wait for
insomnia cinema to begin
Amber streetlights steal through curtains
Alison’s legs up and apart
remind me we touch like
skeletons in a dusty museum
On her back on edge of dreams
the streetlights caress her
Lights – Camera - Action
Alison dreams in glorious...
#dreams
55 reads
0 Comments
smackdownraven
Poem Published
11th Nov 2024 11:28pm
11th Nov 2024 11:28pm
a Priestess
the trance triggers memories
powerful feelings overcome
in my midnight hours yearn
burning with passion
I can't explain my deep need
sorrow festers and I seek the sun
sadness comes with the rain
the grey overwhelms
it hangs over me heavy
I must touch blue
kissing the angels I rise
a cloud floating alone
the winds carry my soul far away
lilting on the breeze
across the desert
where I touch down
the sun is life and death here
still, I worship the sun
my body falters and I have...
powerful feelings overcome
in my midnight hours yearn
burning with passion
I can't explain my deep need
sorrow festers and I seek the sun
sadness comes with the rain
the grey overwhelms
it hangs over me heavy
I must touch blue
kissing the angels I rise
a cloud floating alone
the winds carry my soul far away
lilting on the breeze
across the desert
where I touch down
the sun is life and death here
still, I worship the sun
my body falters and I have...
#love
#prose
91 reads
2 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
24th Jan 2025 11:25am
24th Jan 2025 11:25am
the future has stars in it
I see his indigo silhouette
a lonely astronaut
untethered
reaching for the man in the moon
Sometimes I wonder
if I just imagined him
treading dawn
as the electric dark
gives way to unholy sunshine
I'm learning to see
through the fire
and over the walls
but I'm numb to the inferno
that rages around us
heralding a future
we can't set right
I think he's got the right idea
my indigo astronaut
dialling off world in the hopes
the stars hold something more
for...
a lonely astronaut
untethered
reaching for the man in the moon
Sometimes I wonder
if I just imagined him
treading dawn
as the electric dark
gives way to unholy sunshine
I'm learning to see
through the fire
and over the walls
but I'm numb to the inferno
that rages around us
heralding a future
we can't set right
I think he's got the right idea
my indigo astronaut
dialling off world in the hopes
the stars hold something more
for...
#moon
#scifi
#stars #universe
#stars #universe
154 reads
2 Comments
AverageJoe
Poem Published
30th Sep 2021 1:51am
30th Sep 2021 1:51am
Pelion
Where once the proud towers stood
There stood at length and at last
Only ruin
Here and there remained somewhat
Stone on stone
Weathered more than worn
Turned dark and green by moss and stain
And damp
As if memory still sorrowed here
Alone
When all else lay forgot
Yet
So elemental
The stillness itself was imbued
With the power to evoke
That which words could not put to name
And feelings alone disclose
What piercing eye can glance to see
What lies beyond all distance
Indeed ...
There stood at length and at last
Only ruin
Here and there remained somewhat
Stone on stone
Weathered more than worn
Turned dark and green by moss and stain
And damp
As if memory still sorrowed here
Alone
When all else lay forgot
Yet
So elemental
The stillness itself was imbued
With the power to evoke
That which words could not put to name
And feelings alone disclose
What piercing eye can glance to see
What lies beyond all distance
Indeed ...
#fiction
532 reads
4 Comments
runningturtle87
Poem Published
1st Dec 2012 6:07pm
1st Dec 2012 6:07pm
Sex with a Friend
Time for a smoke
and then breakfast,
after being
all night
in the grips
of our needs,
she saunters
only
mildly happy
with herself
overlooking
my sleeping
familiarity.
Her practicing
each and every turn
of her head,
the study
and casual glance
of one
who has learned
the art of seduction.
The fold
of her hand,
her dress,
her napkin,
her tapping her cigarette
with just the right rhythm
and...
and then breakfast,
after being
all night
in the grips
of our needs,
she saunters
only
mildly happy
with herself
overlooking
my sleeping
familiarity.
Her practicing
each and every turn
of her head,
the study
and casual glance
of one
who has learned
the art of seduction.
The fold
of her hand,
her dress,
her napkin,
her tapping her cigarette
with just the right rhythm
and...
1457 reads
13 Comments
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