Least Read Story Poems
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Poetry about Dreams, Fantasy and Fiction
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missjem56
Poem Published
6th May 2021 4:22pm
6th May 2021 4:22pm
My Name Is Lucy
I remain in my wooden abode
I have no work
But i survive well
On my ramshackle home
No-one really notices me
But i do occasionally meet
Members of my clan
My food is chewy, and moist
Sometimes to salty
And sometimes rotten
But i am grateful for this feast
I bore holes
As my doorway
Which allows me
Entrances, and exits
Which are sometimes
Plugged up by other residents
To keep the ravages
Of the stormy treacherous seas
At bay
My friends call me Lucy
I call myself Lucinda
I live a simple...
I have no work
But i survive well
On my ramshackle home
No-one really notices me
But i do occasionally meet
Members of my clan
My food is chewy, and moist
Sometimes to salty
And sometimes rotten
But i am grateful for this feast
I bore holes
As my doorway
Which allows me
Entrances, and exits
Which are sometimes
Plugged up by other residents
To keep the ravages
Of the stormy treacherous seas
At bay
My friends call me Lucy
I call myself Lucinda
I live a simple...
#sea
#nature
#funny
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missjem56
Poem Published
8th May 2021 11:04pm
8th May 2021 11:04pm
Be Witch!
Ive got books of spells
And witchcraft, and of Tarot
And a witchy puppet on a string
All i need is a big black cat
And a witches hat
Eye of newt
And wing of bat
A large cauldron
A mad cackling laugh
And that kind of lock down thing!
by Jemia
And witchcraft, and of Tarot
And a witchy puppet on a string
All i need is a big black cat
And a witches hat
Eye of newt
And wing of bat
A large cauldron
A mad cackling laugh
And that kind of lock down thing!
by Jemia
#funny
#witches
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arortiz73
MTP
MTP
Poem Published
12th May 2021 8:54pm
12th May 2021 8:54pm
Iconic Substandard
Ironic how common a metal...
can mettle its weakened rigidity,
and tensile mid-weakness flexible
like a special rare-earth amenity.
If words are swords minus steel,
then much more'd make little less
of a difference in subsequent feel
to mix and shine such letters "SS".
can mettle its weakened rigidity,
and tensile mid-weakness flexible
like a special rare-earth amenity.
If words are swords minus steel,
then much more'd make little less
of a difference in subsequent feel
to mix and shine such letters "SS".
#inspirational
#boredom
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anewpoet
William Fox
William Fox
Poem Published
11th May 2021 5:49am
11th May 2021 5:49am
No TV For Me
I absolutely had to stop
watching TV so many
of the celebrities and the
politicians made me gag
every time I seen them
some would even make
me have a gas attack I
can do without all of that
watching TV so many
of the celebrities and the
politicians made me gag
every time I seen them
some would even make
me have a gas attack I
can do without all of that
#consumerism
#culture
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Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
22nd Jun 2018 11:20pm
22nd Jun 2018 11:20pm
SLEEPAWAKEALOMA
i]/sleep-uh-wake-uh-low-mah/
verb - as in psychiatry:
-The subtle act of harming or taking one’s own life or the life of another - or other living beings - while in a deep state of unconsciousness – as one who sleepwalks. - [/i]
Awakening from slumber, I rise from the bed
One glance out the window, the moon glows red.
Digital time stopped ticking at six-six-six.
At a far-off distance, faucet runs drip-drip-drip.
A look at my hands, bathed in blood
Following footprint-trails of dirt and mud. ...
verb - as in psychiatry:
-The subtle act of harming or taking one’s own life or the life of another - or other living beings - while in a deep state of unconsciousness – as one who sleepwalks. - [/i]
Awakening from slumber, I rise from the bed
One glance out the window, the moon glows red.
Digital time stopped ticking at six-six-six.
At a far-off distance, faucet runs drip-drip-drip.
A look at my hands, bathed in blood
Following footprint-trails of dirt and mud. ...
#dark
#confusion
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anewpoet
William Fox
William Fox
Poem Published
3rd May 2021 8:17pm
3rd May 2021 8:17pm
The White Oak Babtizing
Out in the White Oak bottoms
east of town out near the river
on Sunday's they used to have
a Babtiizing and there would be
car loads of people show up
my dad had to get tuned up
now and then he would take me
with him there would be 2 lines
of sinners on most Sunday's
women in 1 line men in the other
the preachers would dunk those
sinning men and sinning women
under the water until they lost
their breath and washed their sins
away from'em and then they'd
come up for air screaming like
wildcat's you could hear them ...
east of town out near the river
on Sunday's they used to have
a Babtiizing and there would be
car loads of people show up
my dad had to get tuned up
now and then he would take me
with him there would be 2 lines
of sinners on most Sunday's
women in 1 line men in the other
the preachers would dunk those
sinning men and sinning women
under the water until they lost
their breath and washed their sins
away from'em and then they'd
come up for air screaming like
wildcat's you could hear them ...
#LifeChangingMoment
#healing
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I_IS_ME
Poem Published
10th May 2021 2:15pm
10th May 2021 2:15pm
Ma And Me
We started out young,me and Ma, fresh out the joint
We started running up in liquor stores and robbing check cashing points
Hell after a year in juvie we were out to get ours
We would pull surveillance on a target hours upon hours
We had both been down before so we knew what was
The motherfucking risk we were taking if we ever got caught
We had felt a few drizzles and one or two showers for our pain
But now it was time to go balls out and really make it rain
The plan was laid out, we had cased the front and back parking lot
We waited...
We started running up in liquor stores and robbing check cashing points
Hell after a year in juvie we were out to get ours
We would pull surveillance on a target hours upon hours
We had both been down before so we knew what was
The motherfucking risk we were taking if we ever got caught
We had felt a few drizzles and one or two showers for our pain
But now it was time to go balls out and really make it rain
The plan was laid out, we had cased the front and back parking lot
We waited...
#violence
#narrative
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TimWombles
Poem Published
10th May 2021 11:33pm
10th May 2021 11:33pm
No Prince Charming
My armor isn't as shiny as it once was
Haven't fought a battle in a while
My sword isn't as sharp as it used to be
I'll need to sharpen it with a file
I used to sweep the ladies off their feet
They'd hang on every vowel
But my armor is a little tarnished now
I'm going to need another towel
Prince Charming I never was
But I put on a good show
They'd never seen him
I was the closest thing they'd know
The real Prince Charming never complained
I don't know if he exists
But the new girl is looking for him
I know, but...
Haven't fought a battle in a while
My sword isn't as sharp as it used to be
I'll need to sharpen it with a file
I used to sweep the ladies off their feet
They'd hang on every vowel
But my armor is a little tarnished now
I'm going to need another towel
Prince Charming I never was
But I put on a good show
They'd never seen him
I was the closest thing they'd know
The real Prince Charming never complained
I don't know if he exists
But the new girl is looking for him
I know, but...
#deception
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OyateInyanNajin
Poem Published
21st Apr 2021 2:09am
21st Apr 2021 2:09am
SKY HIGH TRUTHS SONGS (4-15-2021, 10:00pm, another 420/Spa Poem, Palm Springs, California)
pine moon
wind palms
sing their twilight
sky high truths
songs
so effortlessly
into me
as i
view them
in all their
natural
breathtaking beauty
with a rush
of spontaneous wonderment
coursing
through the entirety
of my receptively
open
tuned in being
high up
through
the now quickly
fading
natural light
of what littles
left
of this rapidly ...
wind palms
sing their twilight
sky high truths
songs
so effortlessly
into me
as i
view them
in all their
natural
breathtaking beauty
with a rush
of spontaneous wonderment
coursing
through the entirety
of my receptively
open
tuned in being
high up
through
the now quickly
fading
natural light
of what littles
left
of this rapidly ...
#earth
#stars
#sky
#night
#mountains
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Em-ily
Poem Published
7th May 2021 9:52pm
7th May 2021 9:52pm
To Samuel Bowles fa 1870
Visual poem
He is alive this moming!
He is alive 11 and his is the birds are wandering flower clothes for their sack 1
Their bees'
barrow is an amber crumb 10 Assessment 1 Last May
Emily
He is alive this moming!
He is alive 11 and his is the birds are wandering flower clothes for their sack 1
Their bees'
barrow is an amber crumb 10 Assessment 1 Last May
Emily
#love
#narrative
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PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
27th Apr 2021 3:16am
27th Apr 2021 3:16am
Perplexing Dreams
Based on a true story
I've been having strange dreams that I can’t interpret
Each dream is like the one I had the previous night
In my dreams I have incredible energy and power
I’m like a disembodied super-intelligent life form
I have invisible wings and I can fly faster than angels
The dreams seem to be real events and it perplexes me
I’m always afraid of ugly spirits or something else
And I'm always trying to escape from things I can’t see
I feel like I’m trapped in a dark underground place
And I explode like a bomb to get out,...
I've been having strange dreams that I can’t interpret
Each dream is like the one I had the previous night
In my dreams I have incredible energy and power
I’m like a disembodied super-intelligent life form
I have invisible wings and I can fly faster than angels
The dreams seem to be real events and it perplexes me
I’m always afraid of ugly spirits or something else
And I'm always trying to escape from things I can’t see
I feel like I’m trapped in a dark underground place
And I explode like a bomb to get out,...
#dark
#dreams
#power
#night
#fear
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DU Poetry : Least Read Story Poems about Dreams, Fantasy and Fiction
