Long Story Poems
Poetry about Dreams, Fantasy and Fiction - Long poems (300 words or more), most recently posted poems first.
Madbuttonhatter
Poem Published
Today 6:14am
Today 6:14am
A Dog Eat Dog World pt1.
#death
#earth
#fiction
#ShortStory
#apocalypse
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RevolutionAL
Poem Published
Yesterday 5:25am
Yesterday 5:25am
All About A Photograph
Our new home
has the most peacefull
garden
I have ever come accross;
nestled quietly
in the whisper
of the trees
the birds
dance
flirtatious
love ballads
at anyone who passes by
I find peace here.
Bought some steel
started a braai
A braai for the
non South African
reader
is
Making a fire
with wood and charcoal
and
burning
an animal on it
(dead animal)
[Okay, the flesh of a dead
animal]
it is normally ...
has the most peacefull
garden
I have ever come accross;
nestled quietly
in the whisper
of the trees
the birds
dance
flirtatious
love ballads
at anyone who passes by
I find peace here.
Bought some steel
started a braai
A braai for the
non South African
reader
is
Making a fire
with wood and charcoal
and
burning
an animal on it
(dead animal)
[Okay, the flesh of a dead
animal]
it is normally ...
#nature
#NaPoWriMo2018
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aabbchot
Poem Published
21st Apr 2018 2:36am
21st Apr 2018 2:36am
CATS NAME IS ROYCE
Cats of Australia have made their choice,
except this one name is Royce,
( family gave him no voice ),
in advertising jingles he doesn't exist,
Royce has tendency to resist,
always runs away,
when Andrew Lloyd Webber they play,
( meow ) says Webber stinks all day,
" Cat On Hot Tin Roof " better movie play,
often looking for vitriol to spray.
Visiting military Salisbury Plains away,
seeing Royal Corgis in bay,
thinking he'd play prank, ...
except this one name is Royce,
( family gave him no voice ),
in advertising jingles he doesn't exist,
Royce has tendency to resist,
always runs away,
when Andrew Lloyd Webber they play,
( meow ) says Webber stinks all day,
" Cat On Hot Tin Roof " better movie play,
often looking for vitriol to spray.
Visiting military Salisbury Plains away,
seeing Royal Corgis in bay,
thinking he'd play prank, ...
#politics
#music
#satirical
#funny
#consumerism
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candycrier
Poem Published
19th Apr 2018 2:56pm
19th Apr 2018 2:56pm
Don't You Hate It When a Woman Dabs on Too Much Perfume?
Nai kosui, nai kosui"(no perfume, no perfume). How I said those words over and over, trying for the right accent, the right intonation. I recited them aloud, in all varieties of volume as I walked to Miyako's house on my second visit.
She greeted me as usual with "Konnichiwa!" Konnichiwa!" and we bowed.I followed her into the house, Her perfume once again lassoing me, threatening to choke me at any moment.
"Nai kosui!" I barked as we neared the spa.
"Ah!" she said, turning to face me. Her hands flew upward, then down again in mock sorrow, then she embraced me and petted me...
She greeted me as usual with "Konnichiwa!" Konnichiwa!" and we bowed.I followed her into the house, Her perfume once again lassoing me, threatening to choke me at any moment.
"Nai kosui!" I barked as we neared the spa.
"Ah!" she said, turning to face me. Her hands flew upward, then down again in mock sorrow, then she embraced me and petted me...
#relationships
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FlingleBunt65
Poem Published
15th Apr 2018 7:49pm
15th Apr 2018 7:49pm
THE CAR
THE CAR
I think I'll go to Blackpool, its really not that far
Driving doesn't take so long, especially in my car
My car isn't much to look at, but it gets me everywhere
It can do things others never will, with lots of power to spare
I've got my pack of sandwiches, and a nice big bottle of pop
Because once I start the engine, there won't be time to stop
I can't believe it's raining, I'll put the wipers on
Swish, Swash, thump, thump, till the rain has gone
The places I have been to, and got back home again
Never cease to amaze...
I think I'll go to Blackpool, its really not that far
Driving doesn't take so long, especially in my car
My car isn't much to look at, but it gets me everywhere
It can do things others never will, with lots of power to spare
I've got my pack of sandwiches, and a nice big bottle of pop
Because once I start the engine, there won't be time to stop
I can't believe it's raining, I'll put the wipers on
Swish, Swash, thump, thump, till the rain has gone
The places I have been to, and got back home again
Never cease to amaze...
#dreams
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DreamIllusions
Poem Published
14th Apr 2018 00:03am
14th Apr 2018 00:03am
If This Boat Was Made of Glass
If this boat was made of glass, it would be like clear crystal, so transparent
We could see the bottom of the lake, we could see the bottom of the sea
We’d be able to pretend we were there with the fishes, silently swimming
We could lay down and watch the underwater world go by
While floating above, hands still at our sides
If this boat was made of glass, Mermaids could swim close, hands nearly touching
We could see their hair floating free, we could see what little girls dream to be
We’d be able to watch them dive down deep, silently speaking
We...
We could see the bottom of the lake, we could see the bottom of the sea
We’d be able to pretend we were there with the fishes, silently swimming
We could lay down and watch the underwater world go by
While floating above, hands still at our sides
If this boat was made of glass, Mermaids could swim close, hands nearly touching
We could see their hair floating free, we could see what little girls dream to be
We’d be able to watch them dive down deep, silently speaking
We...
#monsters
#dragons
#travel
27 reads
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Kexby
Poem Published
1st Apr 2018 11:55am
1st Apr 2018 11:55am
Felix
Old Felix came and went
His business combs and buttons
Ones for nits, others brass and cotton
To be squashed by wooden roll.
How big his feet in sagging shoes
how bowed his coat, herring bone and worn
a heavy coat, a winter coat
In blazing June .
A poor man, a good man,
with eyes so blue and frank
He was a tramp.
He pushed a childless pram, without a hood,
left it in the street,
card-board case opened at the door
with things to sell...
#love
#kindness
#gratitude
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DecipherMe
Poem Published
1st Apr 2018 00:34am
1st Apr 2018 00:34am
The Era of God
My mind is a down-current of REM impression with tiny up-stream trout breaking whitewater into reality.
The fish says
reality —
The world is a dirtying green of asthmatic spores of dying grass covered in floating bubbles of cold sores en-frozen in the mesopause so that the red Jupiter can scoff at the viral cultures in disease of a heavenly body that grants asylum to cellular masses.
At some point,
Yggdrasil connected
more than nine worlds,
but the added worlds of a schizophrenic.
Perhaps I went psychotic when I was...
The fish says
reality —
The world is a dirtying green of asthmatic spores of dying grass covered in floating bubbles of cold sores en-frozen in the mesopause so that the red Jupiter can scoff at the viral cultures in disease of a heavenly body that grants asylum to cellular masses.
At some point,
Yggdrasil connected
more than nine worlds,
but the added worlds of a schizophrenic.
Perhaps I went psychotic when I was...
#earth
#universe
#religion
#God
#mystery
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God-Is-In-The-Rain
Poem Published
28th Mar 2018 8:53am
28th Mar 2018 8:53am
Last Rainy Day
slowly walking through muddy Plains .
of world that had decided colors other than brown and grey are Gaudy .
legs make desperate clicking Sounds .
trying to get me to Safety .
heaven has sorrows that like to leave rusty Stains .
on a soulless mechanical Body .
i fear there aren't many more Wounds .
my metal skin is able to stand Lately .
i begin to recognize the silhouette hiding in heavy Fog .
few more steps - it'll be so painless at Home . !^ ^!
legs fail me, thus chest hugs the Ground . !¨-¨!
but just before giving up on hope, i'm...
of world that had decided colors other than brown and grey are Gaudy .
legs make desperate clicking Sounds .
trying to get me to Safety .
heaven has sorrows that like to leave rusty Stains .
on a soulless mechanical Body .
i fear there aren't many more Wounds .
my metal skin is able to stand Lately .
i begin to recognize the silhouette hiding in heavy Fog .
few more steps - it'll be so painless at Home . !^ ^!
legs fail me, thus chest hugs the Ground . !¨-¨!
but just before giving up on hope, i'm...
#ShortStory
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2 Comments
takis1917
Poem Published
25th Mar 2018 00:25am
25th Mar 2018 00:25am
Memories In Black And White (Theodora's Song)
Footnotes on top:
1. My first attempt at writing a poem in English, 20 years ago.
2. The marbles in the London museum refer to the stolen Parthenon Marbles held captive there against their will.
3. Elgin: British Lord Elgin, the thief! (Stole them in the beginning of 19th century)
4: Antigone: Sophocles' heroine, one of the first to consciously commit an act of civil disobedience... and, more, much more than that.
I stood by the music,
next to it, close to it and yet, outside it.
I heard its pauses. or, was it my silence...
Unfazed, I...
1. My first attempt at writing a poem in English, 20 years ago.
2. The marbles in the London museum refer to the stolen Parthenon Marbles held captive there against their will.
3. Elgin: British Lord Elgin, the thief! (Stole them in the beginning of 19th century)
4: Antigone: Sophocles' heroine, one of the first to consciously commit an act of civil disobedience... and, more, much more than that.
I stood by the music,
next to it, close to it and yet, outside it.
I heard its pauses. or, was it my silence...
Unfazed, I...
#love
#strength
48 reads
2 Comments
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
24th Mar 2018 3:27pm
24th Mar 2018 3:27pm
Nothing Personal (for a) Personal Nothing
just)
an'other small
matter of
(great) Big Deals
gone a'wry, even
when they be
'right on the money'
(as They be wont to say)
for the fucked Glory
of competition, conflict,
and Winning,
more shallow-pride, (the only kind we're
capable of), & much(better)more selfy'steem,
write...
an'other small
matter of
(great) Big Deals
gone a'wry, even
when they be
'right on the money'
(as They be wont to say)
for the fucked Glory
of competition, conflict,
and Winning,
more shallow-pride, (the only kind we're
capable of), & much(better)more selfy'steem,
write...
#happiness
#depression
#pollution
#funny
#humankind
59 reads
6 Comments
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
20th Mar 2018 10:24pm
20th Mar 2018 10:24pm
A Personal Serpent
per pendicular up
dates on
the horizontal
(of it all),
re
mi
nd s me too deep of h'ow
my
shit is all'most o v e r , albeit
in an alonesomeness
t h a t (the illusion of) "I"
was rather
un
prep'ared for.
(but who ever...
dates on
the horizontal
(of it all),
re
mi
nd s me too deep of h'ow
my
shit is all'most o v e r , albeit
in an alonesomeness
t h a t (the illusion of) "I"
was rather
un
prep'ared for.
(but who ever...
#LifeChangingMoment
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