Story Poems by Members Last Online
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Poetry about Dreams, Fantasy and Fiction
Poems published by members most recently online.
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
19th Oct 2024 7:53pm
19th Oct 2024 7:53pm
His Encounter With A Real Mermaid
Quinton stepped out of
the cabin and over to
the dock for a cool down swim.
But when he got there,
his eyes had grown wide at the
sight of a hot chick swimming.
That was before he
cleared his throat which made her look
over her shoulder at him.
And just as he was
about to say something to
her, that mermaid swam away.
the cabin and over to
the dock for a cool down swim.
But when he got there,
his eyes had grown wide at the
sight of a hot chick swimming.
That was before he
cleared his throat which made her look
over her shoulder at him.
And just as he was
about to say something to
her, that mermaid swam away.
#beauty
#fiction
#mermaids
#summer
#water
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OyateInyanNajin
Poem Published
20th Jun 2024 3:17am
20th Jun 2024 3:17am
MORE HYPNOGOGIC AFTER THOUGHTS (2:00am, 12-10-1993, Galveston Island, Texas)
two a m
and i still can t retreat
from a head full of
restless thoughts
with my restless ears
still passively listening
to the sound of surf s
not too far off
breath like back and forth
in and out rushing
upon this late night gulf s
continuous salty breeze
steadily sweeping over
these dark seedy
nocturnal neighborhood streets
stealthily rivering over
every sleeping household and yard
across...
and i still can t retreat
from a head full of
restless thoughts
with my restless ears
still passively listening
to the sound of surf s
not too far off
breath like back and forth
in and out rushing
upon this late night gulf s
continuous salty breeze
steadily sweeping over
these dark seedy
nocturnal neighborhood streets
stealthily rivering over
every sleeping household and yard
across...
#memories
#myself
#SelfReflection
#StreamOfConsciousness
#WritingPoetry
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thinlane
Poem Published
19th Aug 2015 9:54pm
19th Aug 2015 9:54pm
The Dance
Through the filtered light of the fat full moon
I wander through the thinning woods
To an open space between the trees
To see the dancing natives
In the movement of this land
I am not observed
Or just ignored
I stand and gape at their magical moves
Done thousands of years in this same way
The story of their lives
I cry out in sudden thought
And the dancers freeze their dance
A hundred eyes turn and stare at me
And I stare smiling back
With a curious sinuous motion
I begin to dance myself
Trying hard to tell my...
I wander through the thinning woods
To an open space between the trees
To see the dancing natives
In the movement of this land
I am not observed
Or just ignored
I stand and gape at their magical moves
Done thousands of years in this same way
The story of their lives
I cry out in sudden thought
And the dancers freeze their dance
A hundred eyes turn and stare at me
And I stare smiling back
With a curious sinuous motion
I begin to dance myself
Trying hard to tell my...
691 reads
2 Comments
DevilsChild
Poem Published
1st Oct 2024 7:33am
1st Oct 2024 7:33am
Death Race
and they’ll say
haven’t you had enough?
(death and destruction)
(death and destruction)
to which I’d reply
not till they all reach the sky
so sit down
as we go for a hell of a ride
when I was alive
I tried to be the nice guy
was picked on
until I slicked my hair back
started wearing a leather coat
bought a ride the girls drooled over
was challenged to a drag race
couldn’t look week
so I said let’s ride
was head to head
until I went off a cliff and died
the...
haven’t you had enough?
(death and destruction)
(death and destruction)
to which I’d reply
not till they all reach the sky
so sit down
as we go for a hell of a ride
when I was alive
I tried to be the nice guy
was picked on
until I slicked my hair back
started wearing a leather coat
bought a ride the girls drooled over
was challenged to a drag race
couldn’t look week
so I said let’s ride
was head to head
until I went off a cliff and died
the...
#cars
#fiction
#Halloween #monsters
#Halloween #monsters
115 reads
2 Comments
Penguinphile
Ab.C.
Ab.C.
Poem Published
20th Mar 2021 6:40pm
20th Mar 2021 6:40pm
Finding Balance
I wake up lying on my back
with sunlight pouring down
on my face and the murmur of
the running water close by.
There is a brilliant ache
in my optic nerve
and a steady, painful throbbing
at the base of my skull.
I hear a distant thunder
of the approaching migraine.
So, I rolled on to sit upright
tucking my head between my knees.
The first heavy breaths felt like
someone has put a steel wedge
between my rib cage.
So, I groaned through the pain
and forced my eyes to open.
And they barely opened as I...
with sunlight pouring down
on my face and the murmur of
the running water close by.
There is a brilliant ache
in my optic nerve
and a steady, painful throbbing
at the base of my skull.
I hear a distant thunder
of the approaching migraine.
So, I rolled on to sit upright
tucking my head between my knees.
The first heavy breaths felt like
someone has put a steel wedge
between my rib cage.
So, I groaned through the pain
and forced my eyes to open.
And they barely opened as I...
#fate
#nightmares
#curse
521 reads
4 Comments
sukre
Poem Published
25th Jul 2018 12:52pm
25th Jul 2018 12:52pm
SHE
She had heard about me before I even got at school. This came as no surprise because it happened frequently during my high school years, and I was already used to meeting people who had met me before I met them. Kher had told me about her as well, and in the back of my mind, a gorgeous figure roamed freely, waiting for the day our eyes would lock and force smiles.
It was my final year of college, and my graduation resolution was to stay focused. However, deep within me were demons of the culture of way-lay-freshmen instilling a desire for a top delicacy. When we were freshmen,...
It was my final year of college, and my graduation resolution was to stay focused. However, deep within me were demons of the culture of way-lay-freshmen instilling a desire for a top delicacy. When we were freshmen,...
#relationships
#romantic
#beauty
#admiration
#ForbiddenLove
737 reads
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DrunkenWolf
Poem Published
24th Nov 2024 00:54am
24th Nov 2024 00:54am
Once Before
Laying naked by black river sides,
Visions of insanity coming by
Cascading off the walls
Dirty witch on down the halls,
Spinning in silent might
She sees in eyeless sight
Electricity that can’t be seen,
Liquid light burning
Hidden in the night,
Prop me up,
Lo do I say
I am the mountain,
My greatest story’s up for sale,
I am the Mountain,
Rushing down
Along the dark side of the hills,
Find the sleeping suns
I am empty now plus one,
Oh breathless morn
I know you were with me once before,
...
Visions of insanity coming by
Cascading off the walls
Dirty witch on down the halls,
Spinning in silent might
She sees in eyeless sight
Electricity that can’t be seen,
Liquid light burning
Hidden in the night,
Prop me up,
Lo do I say
I am the mountain,
My greatest story’s up for sale,
I am the Mountain,
Rushing down
Along the dark side of the hills,
Find the sleeping suns
I am empty now plus one,
Oh breathless morn
I know you were with me once before,
...
#gothic
#SelfDiscovery
#witches
116 reads
1 Comment
Da_kwesta
Poem Published
11th Oct 2024 9:20pm
11th Oct 2024 9:20pm
Echoes of the Forgotten Tavern
In a life before this one, I brewed my own beer,
A tavern lost to time, in the 1800’s clear.
I served souls marked by the wounds of war,
Men hardened, haunted—seeking more.
The soldiers came, their faces scarred,
Eyes bearing shadows that hit like shards.
I poured them solace, a quiet, fierce brew,
One sip to soften the lives they’d been through.
In the corners, the lost souls sighed,
Pennies clinking in the dusk, where the shadows hide.
Prostitutes drifted, trading hope for bread,
In blood-stained walls where dreams lay dead....
A tavern lost to time, in the 1800’s clear.
I served souls marked by the wounds of war,
Men hardened, haunted—seeking more.
The soldiers came, their faces scarred,
Eyes bearing shadows that hit like shards.
I poured them solace, a quiet, fierce brew,
One sip to soften the lives they’d been through.
In the corners, the lost souls sighed,
Pennies clinking in the dusk, where the shadows hide.
Prostitutes drifted, trading hope for bread,
In blood-stained walls where dreams lay dead....
#beauty
#love
#lust
95 reads
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Thesilverymoon
Poem Published
8th Aug 2023 9:28pm
8th Aug 2023 9:28pm
Jangly Bones
On the eve of her death lay a ballad composed
With her mouth wide open
and his eyes closed
From deep velvet mellowed out baritones
He conjured up a love-song
from
her jangly bones
Whittling away on splintered body parts
And the charred remains of her skeleton heart
He played her like wind-chimes made of pearl-string stones
In fresh river water
over her jangly bones
I witnessed him
Rip the bones from her flesh
Even before she’d been laid to rest
And then when she’d not long been buried
I saw...
With her mouth wide open
and his eyes closed
From deep velvet mellowed out baritones
He conjured up a love-song
from
her jangly bones
Whittling away on splintered body parts
And the charred remains of her skeleton heart
He played her like wind-chimes made of pearl-string stones
In fresh river water
over her jangly bones
I witnessed him
Rip the bones from her flesh
Even before she’d been laid to rest
And then when she’d not long been buried
I saw...
#love
#death
#music
276 reads
2 Comments
Wordsmith
Poem Published
18th Jul 2022 5:41pm
18th Jul 2022 5:41pm
Rainbow
She was so green at the start
Full of bliss and love-filled heart
Then as red as blood
With intent so innocence and pure
And then as white as the water
Purity like most friends will call her
Eventually as blue as the ocean
Full of visions and emotions
And then as brown as the earth
Dusted with commotion and bizzare
Suddenly as grey as the ash
Can't discern the wrongs from the right
Finally as dark as the night
Trekking on a thin thorny path
Full of bliss and love-filled heart
Then as red as blood
With intent so innocence and pure
And then as white as the water
Purity like most friends will call her
Eventually as blue as the ocean
Full of visions and emotions
And then as brown as the earth
Dusted with commotion and bizzare
Suddenly as grey as the ash
Can't discern the wrongs from the right
Finally as dark as the night
Trekking on a thin thorny path
#love
#fall
351 reads
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drone
Poem Published
20th Sep 2024 11:22am
20th Sep 2024 11:22am
The Island
On a dark desert seaway
Salt winds
In my hair
Not knowing where I'm going
Just travelling there
Up a head in the distance
Apearing in the air
An island
Of shimmering light
I never knew was there
My legs grew heavy
And my eyes grew tired
I was thinking to myself
I had to stop for the night
And there she stood on the water
When i heard the whispering vail
I was thinking to myself
This could be madness
Or this could be real
Then she lit up a...
Salt winds
In my hair
Not knowing where I'm going
Just travelling there
Up a head in the distance
Apearing in the air
An island
Of shimmering light
I never knew was there
My legs grew heavy
And my eyes grew tired
I was thinking to myself
I had to stop for the night
And there she stood on the water
When i heard the whispering vail
I was thinking to myself
This could be madness
Or this could be real
Then she lit up a...
#beach
#mountains
#nature
#river
#sea
120 reads
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averageJoe69
Ron Summers
Ron Summers
Poem Published
29th Oct 2022 1:01am
29th Oct 2022 1:01am
The time of Halloween
The time of Halloween
Oh I love Halloween, you can't beat some trick or treat, it's a time for scary dress up, it's a time that can't be beat
Pumpkins with evil faces, shining candy apples by the score, a feast of childish fun filled delights, who could ask for more
Spooky ghosts and ghoulies, Vampires and the Wolfman hiding in the dark, stories told by adults. Your fear they're made to spark
You hide under the covers, first check there's nothing under your bed, is there something in your wardrobe or is it in your head
Scary evil nasty...
Oh I love Halloween, you can't beat some trick or treat, it's a time for scary dress up, it's a time that can't be beat
Pumpkins with evil faces, shining candy apples by the score, a feast of childish fun filled delights, who could ask for more
Spooky ghosts and ghoulies, Vampires and the Wolfman hiding in the dark, stories told by adults. Your fear they're made to spark
You hide under the covers, first check there's nothing under your bed, is there something in your wardrobe or is it in your head
Scary evil nasty...
#evil
#scary
#ThrillSeeking
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