Story Poems
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poetry about Dreams, Fantasy and Fiction
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
5th Apr 2024 11:49pm
5th Apr 2024 11:49pm
Mad Boffin Nights!
Sometimes in the...la-BOR-uh-TREE
I mix and match my words
then truss them up exquisitely
for all poetic nerds.
Then I mélange old lexicons
with rusty knives and glue
and ponder naked amazons
where I describe the view.
I switch to neo logic thought
in strange syllabic bits
all to conform just like a knot
around their champion tits!
My midnight mind gets all agog
for beauty in all forms
of digital or analog ...
I mix and match my words
then truss them up exquisitely
for all poetic nerds.
Then I mélange old lexicons
with rusty knives and glue
and ponder naked amazons
where I describe the view.
I switch to neo logic thought
in strange syllabic bits
all to conform just like a knot
around their champion tits!
My midnight mind gets all agog
for beauty in all forms
of digital or analog ...
#epic
139 reads
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deliabear
Debbie
Debbie
Poem Published
5th Apr 2024 5:43pm
5th Apr 2024 5:43pm
An Open Door
There is nothing accidental
upon the road to dimensions of your destiny.
Within connecting energies
there is extraordinary electricity.
Encounters with certain random people
are an expansive open door.
A soul laser invitation to know the more.
The granting of dangling dreams
you've achingly yearned and adored.
Enlightened entry through your
seizing turquoise and navy swirled
sweet daggering eyes.
Do I really want to know
the revelation of my demise?
It will no longer matter,
in your rapturous realm divine.
upon the road to dimensions of your destiny.
Within connecting energies
there is extraordinary electricity.
Encounters with certain random people
are an expansive open door.
A soul laser invitation to know the more.
The granting of dangling dreams
you've achingly yearned and adored.
Enlightened entry through your
seizing turquoise and navy swirled
sweet daggering eyes.
Do I really want to know
the revelation of my demise?
It will no longer matter,
in your rapturous realm divine.
#universe
#spiritual
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wallyroo92
Poem Published
5th Apr 2024 4:56am
5th Apr 2024 4:56am
Grandmother's Mood
When she was young she known to have a temper
She may have been little but she sure stood strong
But as she got older she became a different person
Her faith gave made her more stoic, pensive and calm
Grandma only gave a few hints about her past life
She had a rough childhood, she suffered and fought
But when she found her faith she had a connection
To put it simply, let’s just say the woman prayed a lot
It wasn’t until we were older when we got a glimpse
A couple of us kids and grandkids had really pissed her off
I had never seen...
She may have been little but she sure stood strong
But as she got older she became a different person
Her faith gave made her more stoic, pensive and calm
Grandma only gave a few hints about her past life
She had a rough childhood, she suffered and fought
But when she found her faith she had a connection
To put it simply, let’s just say the woman prayed a lot
It wasn’t until we were older when we got a glimpse
A couple of us kids and grandkids had really pissed her off
I had never seen...
#family
#mystery
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2 Comments
down2dirt
Poem Published
4th Apr 2024 4:56pm
4th Apr 2024 4:56pm
wonder land
the jingle bells are all quiet
colored lights no longer flashing
clinging to rusted nails
watching winter and spring clashing
street walkers, neighbors
try not to point, heads shake
yet the urge to leave anonymous notes
culls the committed from half baked
still no matter the season
or what etiquette deems
joy bubbles like a fountain
in this cul-de-sac of dreams
Frosty a lone sentinel
half hidden by uncut St Augustine
the savior of forget-me-nots
defies manicured schemes
the once fresh cut pine wreath
lies...
colored lights no longer flashing
clinging to rusted nails
watching winter and spring clashing
street walkers, neighbors
try not to point, heads shake
yet the urge to leave anonymous notes
culls the committed from half baked
still no matter the season
or what etiquette deems
joy bubbles like a fountain
in this cul-de-sac of dreams
Frosty a lone sentinel
half hidden by uncut St Augustine
the savior of forget-me-nots
defies manicured schemes
the once fresh cut pine wreath
lies...
#tradition
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Ambiensse
Richard G
Richard G
Poem Published
4th Apr 2024 1:32am
4th Apr 2024 1:32am
Shopping trip
#lust
#relationships
#romantic
#sex
#vampires
52 reads
5 Comments
wallyroo92
Bumped 3rd Apr 2024 9:52pm
1st Aug 2019 4:37pm
1st Aug 2019 4:37pm
KRACKUS
I was born of splitting atoms, way before Eve and Adam,
Fitting of nuclear power rhymes with lines which sang:
“Here comes the Krackus causing a chaotic cosmic ruckus”
Spitting flames at ‘em I had ‘em taking aim from the Bang.
I was brought into existence upon nature’s ill persistence,
A mix of super stellar rhythms and intergalactic grooves,
I was a harmonious fusion of both creation and evolution,
A movement of hybrid rudiments meant to make you move.
I was conceived of spirit and will, crafted with artistic skill,
In light...
Fitting of nuclear power rhymes with lines which sang:
“Here comes the Krackus causing a chaotic cosmic ruckus”
Spitting flames at ‘em I had ‘em taking aim from the Bang.
I was brought into existence upon nature’s ill persistence,
A mix of super stellar rhythms and intergalactic grooves,
I was a harmonious fusion of both creation and evolution,
A movement of hybrid rudiments meant to make you move.
I was conceived of spirit and will, crafted with artistic skill,
In light...
#dreams
#funny
#WritingPoetry
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oskar
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2024 11:58am
3rd Apr 2024 11:58am
the car buisness
Automobile industry
At the seaside, the water signaled many colors
pale sober gin, dark hue, then bottle green and pink like a nursery rhyme
no one took notice the sea was warning of a disaster.
It began in the late afternoon when the sun felt tired but hesitated to sink beyond the horizon
So much more to see, and the night lasted until six in the morning.
The cars by the seaside started all at once and
headed towards the bay and into the sea
the bottom of the bay was smooth, and many cars were able to drive far before they drowned, but the...
At the seaside, the water signaled many colors
pale sober gin, dark hue, then bottle green and pink like a nursery rhyme
no one took notice the sea was warning of a disaster.
It began in the late afternoon when the sun felt tired but hesitated to sink beyond the horizon
So much more to see, and the night lasted until six in the morning.
The cars by the seaside started all at once and
headed towards the bay and into the sea
the bottom of the bay was smooth, and many cars were able to drive far before they drowned, but the...
#books
#MyInspiration
#PowerOfWords
#passion
#reading
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2024 11:40am
3rd Apr 2024 11:40am
Sit Down and Enjoy the Show (Part 2)... I Had A Dream
Bob Ross spoke to me last night
in my dream he told me,
don't just use an off white
use any color your wife will produce internally
it will create a much happier picture
I gave the idea some thinking
suddenly
A small cardinal appeared on my window sill
I handled one of god's creatures with care
placed the cardinal in my Afro and felt free
I may try this experiment tonight
my girlfriend is coming over again
lets see what happens...
in my dream he told me,
don't just use an off white
use any color your wife will produce internally
it will create a much happier picture
I gave the idea some thinking
suddenly
A small cardinal appeared on my window sill
I handled one of god's creatures with care
placed the cardinal in my Afro and felt free
I may try this experiment tonight
my girlfriend is coming over again
lets see what happens...
#happiness
#dreams
#birds
#freedom
#art
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Josiah
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2024 1:47am
3rd Apr 2024 1:47am
Dwellers in the Cellar
Amidst swallowing depths of darkness, I found myself frozen like a mannequin.
The surrounding shadows lurked thick and stout, salivating upon my proximity.
I felt their sinister intentions, vicious delight, akin to sunshine kissing the skin.
One behind the furnace, two by the washer, three... I now run out of proclivity.
In panicking flight, scrambling upstairs to the light, I'm pulled toward the abyss
Demon chains wrapped round my ankles tight, devils gnashing beside my feet
Drinking upon memory supple, my queen of spells bestowed me protective kiss
From...
The surrounding shadows lurked thick and stout, salivating upon my proximity.
I felt their sinister intentions, vicious delight, akin to sunshine kissing the skin.
One behind the furnace, two by the washer, three... I now run out of proclivity.
In panicking flight, scrambling upstairs to the light, I'm pulled toward the abyss
Demon chains wrapped round my ankles tight, devils gnashing beside my feet
Drinking upon memory supple, my queen of spells bestowed me protective kiss
From...
#anxiety
#fear
#NaPoWriMo2024
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moroccanpoet
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2024 00:39am
3rd Apr 2024 00:39am
Camelot & Avalon
Avalon misty rising, enchantment in the air,
Moments suspended in the rhythm of the earth,
Ancient stoic's words etched upon weathered stone,
Legends of valor and mythical dragons,
Unfolding beyond the dark, enchanted veil.
Drifting upon currents of forgotten time,
A spell cast, freezing moments in eternal embrace,
Camelot, built upon ruins of ancient stone circles,
A kingdom adorned with tranquil beauty,
Home to unicorns and woodland nymphs.
Shy elves and humble souls, seekers of peace,
Under the watchful gaze of majestic...
Moments suspended in the rhythm of the earth,
Ancient stoic's words etched upon weathered stone,
Legends of valor and mythical dragons,
Unfolding beyond the dark, enchanted veil.
Drifting upon currents of forgotten time,
A spell cast, freezing moments in eternal embrace,
Camelot, built upon ruins of ancient stone circles,
A kingdom adorned with tranquil beauty,
Home to unicorns and woodland nymphs.
Shy elves and humble souls, seekers of peace,
Under the watchful gaze of majestic...
#dragons
#fairies
#aliens
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Zephlin347
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2024 12:51pm
2nd Apr 2024 12:51pm
Whispers of the Azure Sea
Beneath the meeting of sky and sea,
A realm of wonder, where dreams roam free.
Endless azure, canvas vast and wide,
Whispers of adventure, secrets to confide.
Sailors' tales in salty air do weave,
Islands shrouded in mist, where mermaids cleave.
Glimmering sirens, songs that pierce the heart,
Guiding ships to shores where legends start.
Celestial vessels, masts aglow with stardust's light,
Sail through constellations in the dead of night.
Galaxies unfurl, fate's silken thread,
Comets streak across the heavens, where...
A realm of wonder, where dreams roam free.
Endless azure, canvas vast and wide,
Whispers of adventure, secrets to confide.
Sailors' tales in salty air do weave,
Islands shrouded in mist, where mermaids cleave.
Glimmering sirens, songs that pierce the heart,
Guiding ships to shores where legends start.
Celestial vessels, masts aglow with stardust's light,
Sail through constellations in the dead of night.
Galaxies unfurl, fate's silken thread,
Comets streak across the heavens, where...
#motivational
#inspirational
#sea
#sky
#night
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diddi
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2024 3:27am
2nd Apr 2024 3:27am
Losing The Edge
The world
is like a box
hurtling through
the speed of light, cosmos
green and blue
with the corners chopped off
an 8 billion crew, minions to
Captain Jack Frost
trapped in our view, the moon
knows we are lost
the spectrum splits through
the hues
of rainbowed floss
old Moses, he too
got renewed
a testament, to the boss
all the brand new
becomes viewed
and is a was.
A floating illusion
coated in a fission, fusion
uranium, insane, ion cake
the lid is flapping...
is like a box
hurtling through
the speed of light, cosmos
green and blue
with the corners chopped off
an 8 billion crew, minions to
Captain Jack Frost
trapped in our view, the moon
knows we are lost
the spectrum splits through
the hues
of rainbowed floss
old Moses, he too
got renewed
a testament, to the boss
all the brand new
becomes viewed
and is a was.
A floating illusion
coated in a fission, fusion
uranium, insane, ion cake
the lid is flapping...
#earth
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