Long Story Poems
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poetry about Dreams, Fantasy and Fiction
Long poems (300 words or more), most recently posted poems first.
MJ-SWIM
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:17am
Yesterday 3:17am
In the woods Ch. III Part III
Running was the only logical thing I could do, as legions of masked men followed in hot pursuit above. As I reached the end of the alleyway I made a hard right turn and then a hard left, ducking into a different sheet metal corridor in this sea of warehouses. As the masked figures reached the end of their roofs with a wide street's worth of jump between them and the buildings I now ran beside they began to file down steel fire escapes; the sound of their feet was like a jackhammer on a manhole cover, I turned back for a moment just in time for something to fly by my head. A hard edge grazed...
#war
#city
#apocalypse #dystopian
#apocalypse #dystopian
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hgnichols
Poem Published
26th Sep 2020 1:27am
26th Sep 2020 1:27am
Canto IX: The Hunt Continues
We wandered North, in slow pursuit of them,
half hindered by the shaky ground between
our friendship, half by dehydration-pain.
Before much time had passed we found the signs
of their society. We ventured forth.
I welcomed that reprieve adrenaline
provides from thought and ache as we became
adjusted to the business of the hunt.
The vision of the blackened babe erased,
I turned my thoughts to tracks and scents and gut.
An hour passed us, neither spoke but let
the forest music fill the space between.
We needed only one Wolf...
half hindered by the shaky ground between
our friendship, half by dehydration-pain.
Before much time had passed we found the signs
of their society. We ventured forth.
I welcomed that reprieve adrenaline
provides from thought and ache as we became
adjusted to the business of the hunt.
The vision of the blackened babe erased,
I turned my thoughts to tracks and scents and gut.
An hour passed us, neither spoke but let
the forest music fill the space between.
We needed only one Wolf...
#regret
#friendship
#food
#greed
#poverty
26 reads
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MJ-SWIM
Poem Published
25th Sep 2020 8:28am
25th Sep 2020 8:28am
In the woods Ch. III Part II
The shambling nightmare of a man balled his withered hands into fists and a cacophony of sickening snaps cascaded out into my ears, his bloody red eye piercing into me as I scrambled backwards; cutting strips from my skin onto the jagged rocks below. As I shied away in fear the sick man knocked his jaws closed, chipping whole pieces off of his snarling teeth as blood foamed from his mouth, dripping down all over both him and the ground. The knife had fallen from my grasp as I tripped so clumsily, and it was clear before my eyes just where it had fell upon the ground; right between the...
#apocalypse
#dystopian
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MJ-SWIM
Poem Published
25th Sep 2020 6:21am
25th Sep 2020 6:21am
In the woods Ch. III Part I
A quick hop over a segment of guard railing along the highway was the first step towards sudden, painful death or massively good fortune. Along the horizon were countless miles of tall buildings and cold, dead highway; to me it looked like death itself. I knew the path I had taken to the woods well, well enough to backtrack to my last destination; and with a little walking down the embankment of the highway I found myself down in the old railyard near the industrial area of the city. I had to be careful now, these warehouses are used a lot by the Butcher's Union; who are now little more than...
#apocalypse
#dystopian
21 reads
1 Comment
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
21st Sep 2020 5:07am
21st Sep 2020 5:07am
Gave At The Office
I'm the only motherfucker you know that's worse than Action Jackson
Shaft standing between fucking two atoms smashing
Compared to me the big bang explosion was simply an explosive fraction
I'm Chernobyl on crack, I'm several fucking nuclear reactions
Somebody got mad because several fucking dealers got robbed
Bitches patroling the hood ready to squad and mob
Are they forgetting what the fuck these bitches do for a living
Have they forgotten how many innocent babies are no longer among the living
Fucking bandwagon bitches ready to fucking...
Shaft standing between fucking two atoms smashing
Compared to me the big bang explosion was simply an explosive fraction
I'm Chernobyl on crack, I'm several fucking nuclear reactions
Somebody got mad because several fucking dealers got robbed
Bitches patroling the hood ready to squad and mob
Are they forgetting what the fuck these bitches do for a living
Have they forgotten how many innocent babies are no longer among the living
Fucking bandwagon bitches ready to fucking...
#anger
#violence
#narrative
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I_IS_ME
Poem Published
21st Sep 2020 5:01am
21st Sep 2020 5:01am
Give It Up
Haha hold up Double L let me control this flow
Let me dissect this shit and then put it back where it goes
My boys B-Money and Wavey has the back and the front
Double L is my young rebel in the corner with a sawed off pump
Finger fucking the trigger, dam he wants shit to jump off
You better give up the flow motherfucker, before his patience is lost
Before he bust you in the chest exiting the back with that sawed off
Haha fucking shattering the backdoor taking the fucking hinges off
If you don't know this young one, he's as rowdy as hell ...
Let me dissect this shit and then put it back where it goes
My boys B-Money and Wavey has the back and the front
Double L is my young rebel in the corner with a sawed off pump
Finger fucking the trigger, dam he wants shit to jump off
You better give up the flow motherfucker, before his patience is lost
Before he bust you in the chest exiting the back with that sawed off
Haha fucking shattering the backdoor taking the fucking hinges off
If you don't know this young one, he's as rowdy as hell ...
#violence
#narrative
29 reads
2 Comments
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
20th Sep 2020 00:22am
20th Sep 2020 00:22am
Dystopian Hotdog , Doomsday Rant
Food.
Well sustained'.
Life giving nutria.
(nature)
nurturing
(naturing).
taken for granted here
in the fat, prissy sub'urps.
Imagine unavoidable famine.
Such are things possible to come.
Stealing crusts. Stealing any edible found
in our nuked countryside(s). The after-math.
Perhaps the ultimate Aftermath.
No body left to be...
Well sustained'.
Life giving nutria.
(nature)
nurturing
(naturing).
taken for granted here
in the fat, prissy sub'urps.
Imagine unavoidable famine.
Such are things possible to come.
Stealing crusts. Stealing any edible found
in our nuked countryside(s). The after-math.
Perhaps the ultimate Aftermath.
No body left to be...
#death
#hell
#apocalypse
#morality
#dystopian
41 reads
9 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
15th Sep 2020 6:39pm
15th Sep 2020 6:39pm
Grendel pt. 2
I asked her what his name was, then dropped the silver on the floor screaming it
His mother burst into a hysterical laugh hoping that she was dreaming it
I should had seen the resemblance, I should had been a better parent than my own
His mother is promising death to me and the guilt wont leave me alone
I buried Grendel among my gods, a boy without a father lead wayward
I should had been proud of his many conquest instead of listening to the naysayers
His mom constantly tries to bed me and ask if I want something to eat
And in between her promises to...
His mother burst into a hysterical laugh hoping that she was dreaming it
I should had seen the resemblance, I should had been a better parent than my own
His mother is promising death to me and the guilt wont leave me alone
I buried Grendel among my gods, a boy without a father lead wayward
I should had been proud of his many conquest instead of listening to the naysayers
His mom constantly tries to bed me and ask if I want something to eat
And in between her promises to...
#death
#sea
#monsters #heroic
#monsters #heroic
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3 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
15th Sep 2020 6:36pm
15th Sep 2020 6:36pm
Grendel pt. 1
I, I am Beowulf, a god among men
Adventurer of a many exploits, my beginnings touches my ends
My existence started so far away in the dark recesses of a country town
Across an ocean, behind a mountain range, no more than a whelp when found
Offered to board a ship, to be fed while learning a trade
Thirty pieces of silver exchanged hands, my parents smiled, and a deal was made
Carted off to the ship, the first that I’d seen the ocean or been away from home
The hard work I was accustom to, but enough to eat wasn’t the norm
I learned my...
Adventurer of a many exploits, my beginnings touches my ends
My existence started so far away in the dark recesses of a country town
Across an ocean, behind a mountain range, no more than a whelp when found
Offered to board a ship, to be fed while learning a trade
Thirty pieces of silver exchanged hands, my parents smiled, and a deal was made
Carted off to the ship, the first that I’d seen the ocean or been away from home
The hard work I was accustom to, but enough to eat wasn’t the norm
I learned my...
#sea
#monsters
#heroic
41 reads
2 Comments
faithmairee
Poem Published
11th Sep 2020 9:26am
11th Sep 2020 9:26am
The Man With The Plan
He said I have a plan
and I'm your man
so listen closely
because I want you
to help me
as best you can
there is a movie theatre
that sits down town
me and a buddy
are planning to hit
Here's where the three of us
will hide he showed me
taking me aside
we'll wait here
until it's time to slip inside
then we're gonna
rob them blind
So he said that
it was our secret
keep my lips closed tight
for me not to worry
everything would be alright
so I played...
and I'm your man
so listen closely
because I want you
to help me
as best you can
there is a movie theatre
that sits down town
me and a buddy
are planning to hit
Here's where the three of us
will hide he showed me
taking me aside
we'll wait here
until it's time to slip inside
then we're gonna
rob them blind
So he said that
it was our secret
keep my lips closed tight
for me not to worry
everything would be alright
so I played...
#betrayal
#lover
#manipulation #deception
#manipulation #deception
61 reads
10 Comments
Stoney223
Poem Published
29th Aug 2020 10:31pm
29th Aug 2020 10:31pm
HOW DO YOU SEE THE LIGHT
From the depth of your subconsciousness and awareness of knowing thyself, there is an misconception that we must address. As it seems to be an misconception surrounded by the false accusations of thoughts coming from the memories of your mind. For through levitating of one's own thoughts and feelings and emotions, comes deep inner thoughts with there own trials and tribulations. Yet behind the words of manifestation those silent thoughts of your most deepest thoughts, from the depth of your subconsciousness CAN anything be able to be achieve. For you are a light as well as energetic energy...
#sun
#evolution
#mystery
#philosophical
#StreamOfConsciousness
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8 Comments
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