Story Poems
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poetry about Dreams, Fantasy and Fiction
The Lady Blue (The Affair)
At last, I was living a dream life. I was having a hot and heavy romance with with Gary. I found I was unquestionably and hopelessly in love with him. I had grown up admiring him and fantasized about us having a close relationship. It did not occur to me to turn away from him even though he wasn't really mine.
Being with Gary would sometimes remind me of something that Pa used to say to ma.
"If you're gonna play you have to pay." Ma liked to flirt with other men but if she ever actually stepped out on pa I never knew it.
I would have to...
Being with Gary would sometimes remind me of something that Pa used to say to ma.
"If you're gonna play you have to pay." Ma liked to flirt with other men but if she ever actually stepped out on pa I never knew it.
I would have to...
#boyfriend
#love
#lover
#men
#sex
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The Lady Blue (The Dreams)
Our affair began that night There was already a party planned at my house for after my audition. When I asked Gary if he wanted to come he said he wouldn't miss it for anything. I knew we were going to make love for the very first time in my very own bed. How was I so sure? I saw it happening in a dream one night.
I guess I should explain about the dreams. For as long as I can remember I have special dreams sometimes that present themselves as glimpses of the future. My mother had them, too, though not nearly as often as I did. She had a fancy name for them but over the years...
I guess I should explain about the dreams. For as long as I can remember I have special dreams sometimes that present themselves as glimpses of the future. My mother had them, too, though not nearly as often as I did. She had a fancy name for them but over the years...
#boyfriend
#erotic
#lover #sex
#lover #sex
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Nightmares
Running out of steam
Can't overcome in my dreams
Fear repressed my screams
Can't overcome in my dreams
Fear repressed my screams
#dreams
#haiku
#nightmares #rhyming
#nightmares #rhyming
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Dreaming of Home
I woke up beside you, in a house that we own,
sobbing and broken ‘cause I couldn’t find home.
The dream was so vivid, the feeling so raw;
an aching realization I’d been here before.
No one to guide me, found my way on my own,
following my instincts, somehow I knew the road.
I set out across the water, though I couldn’t see the way;
unseen creatures threatening, but I kept the fears at bay.
When “HOME” finally appeared as if out of thin air,
I could tell everybody was already there.
They’d gone on without me, not thinking to wait, ...
sobbing and broken ‘cause I couldn’t find home.
The dream was so vivid, the feeling so raw;
an aching realization I’d been here before.
No one to guide me, found my way on my own,
following my instincts, somehow I knew the road.
I set out across the water, though I couldn’t see the way;
unseen creatures threatening, but I kept the fears at bay.
When “HOME” finally appeared as if out of thin air,
I could tell everybody was already there.
They’d gone on without me, not thinking to wait, ...
#despair
#dreams
#NaPoWriMo2024 #nightmares
#NaPoWriMo2024 #nightmares
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The Lady Blue (For The Love)
#love
#lover
#sex
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The Lady Blue (Growing Desire)
#lover
#lust
#narrative
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The Lady Blue (The Crush)
How it all got started, I couldn't rightly say. All I remember now is how infatuated I was with this older man, Michael Eugene Maupin, who was my parents good friend before they died in a horrible boating incident. He was, in all truth, the most handsome man I had ever seen. I will never forget that boyish grin of his when I first saw him the afternoon he came through our front door carrying not one, but two bottles of fine wine. He lost no time in congratulating my parents on their tenth year wedding anniversary.
They thanked him and inquired as to where his lovely...
They thanked him and inquired as to where his lovely...
#crush
#narrative
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Affection Makes You Weak
She snickered in my face
I told her all the things that I felt and she laughed me right out the door
I can still hear her laughing at me
Even when I'm alone, I can hear her cackling like a witch
I want to get out
Get in my car at night and drive an endless road to somewhere but nowhere
Affection is a disease
Don't succumb to it, it will wipe you out!
It's for weak fools
I've moved on
I told her all the things that I felt and she laughed me right out the door
I can still hear her laughing at me
Even when I'm alone, I can hear her cackling like a witch
I want to get out
Get in my car at night and drive an endless road to somewhere but nowhere
Affection is a disease
Don't succumb to it, it will wipe you out!
It's for weak fools
I've moved on
#rejection
#relationships
#shame #ShortStory
#shame #ShortStory
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A Woman's Touch
#erotic
#passion
#sex
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Kidnapped
The rickety bus jolted as we were driven across the only real desert in Africa . I'm trying to stay positive pushing back thoughts of how easily it would be for the old bus to break down at any moment
I decided to dismiss the thought because we had finally reached Cape Town. I couldn't wait to see all of it and film everything in sight
But it wasn't in the cards as things changed in a split second. Suddenly , I feared the worse as our bus was flagged down by two men
They were white men that climbed aboard with guns in hand wearing nothing to disguise what they...
I decided to dismiss the thought because we had finally reached Cape Town. I couldn't wait to see all of it and film everything in sight
But it wasn't in the cards as things changed in a split second. Suddenly , I feared the worse as our bus was flagged down by two men
They were white men that climbed aboard with guns in hand wearing nothing to disguise what they...
#Africa
#anxiety
#fear #suffering
#fear #suffering
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mystery ship
The Mystery ship
I have read about things like people from March
with dinner-plate eyes and long, thin bodies
If these people are among us, why aren't normal
like Elon Musk, he is smart and will be as well
for a small investment in his business
can give us
riches and free electricity.
Sometimes, when the now and the past collide
we can, in a few seconds, see people that are
no longer among us, we can also call these dreams
as for ghosts, no, they don't exist, but they are great
evil has happened, we might sense a residue of
a...
I have read about things like people from March
with dinner-plate eyes and long, thin bodies
If these people are among us, why aren't normal
like Elon Musk, he is smart and will be as well
for a small investment in his business
can give us
riches and free electricity.
Sometimes, when the now and the past collide
we can, in a few seconds, see people that are
no longer among us, we can also call these dreams
as for ghosts, no, they don't exist, but they are great
evil has happened, we might sense a residue of
a...
#admiration
#courage
#gratitude
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Cry of a Palestinian Child
In the midst of despair, a poem emerges,
A lament for the Palestinian child,
Whose cry resounds through streets of ruin,
A piercing plea that knows no bounds.
Tears flow from innocent eyes,
Bearing witness to a reality so harsh,
Where dreams are shattered like broken homes,
And hope is a fragile ember in the dark.
From the ashes of destruction, a voice rises,
A primal scream against the oppressor's might,
Longing for a mother's embrace, a sanctuary,
Yearning for a future free from endless strife.
Occupation's...
A lament for the Palestinian child,
Whose cry resounds through streets of ruin,
A piercing plea that knows no bounds.
Tears flow from innocent eyes,
Bearing witness to a reality so harsh,
Where dreams are shattered like broken homes,
And hope is a fragile ember in the dark.
From the ashes of destruction, a voice rises,
A primal scream against the oppressor's might,
Longing for a mother's embrace, a sanctuary,
Yearning for a future free from endless strife.
Occupation's...
#anger
#grief
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