Popular Story Poems
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Poetry about Dreams, Fantasy and Fiction
Popular poems, listed in order of their popularity this month.
Sky_dancer
Poem Published
22nd Jan 2020 00:05am
22nd Jan 2020 00:05am
Sympathy For Satan
I was beautiful
made of smokeless fire
God's most beautiful
almost eternal
From clay
he made man
and told ME to bow
to clay
I was the highest
of the high
and for that
He cast me down
even in my falling
my pride was peaked
as I fell
from my celestial realm
I stopped by on His clay
I offered an apple
in exchange for knowledge
A test for this creation
A little knowledge
is a dangerous thing
I gave them fire,
and iron ore ...
made of smokeless fire
God's most beautiful
almost eternal
From clay
he made man
and told ME to bow
to clay
I was the highest
of the high
and for that
He cast me down
even in my falling
my pride was peaked
as I fell
from my celestial realm
I stopped by on His clay
I offered an apple
in exchange for knowledge
A test for this creation
A little knowledge
is a dangerous thing
I gave them fire,
and iron ore ...
#devil
#angels
#mythology
#learning
#wisdom
101 reads
10 Comments
Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
25th Jan 2020 3:09am
25th Jan 2020 3:09am
baby Mole 1.
a wee crossword visual verse*
#flowers
#mystery
#minimalist
90 reads
14 Comments
delanee
Poem Published
7th Feb 2020 11:26am
7th Feb 2020 11:26am
Once Upon a Nightmare
outside the clouds gather in front of a full-faced moon
thick and brewing
on a storm that never fully erupts.
see it
hear it
and feel it start to rumble
green blue and gray assemble
greasing up the night before the dawn comes to rinse
cleaning out the bloodied gashes she doesn't want us to see
still sin and rage remain all around
the eye may have moved,
but the storm holds us all captive
it dares us to pick a side
pick any
but we...
thick and brewing
on a storm that never fully erupts.
see it
hear it
and feel it start to rumble
green blue and gray assemble
greasing up the night before the dawn comes to rinse
cleaning out the bloodied gashes she doesn't want us to see
still sin and rage remain all around
the eye may have moved,
but the storm holds us all captive
it dares us to pick a side
pick any
but we...
#anxiety
#war
#nightmares #dystopian
#nightmares #dystopian
74 reads
10 Comments
takis1917
Poem Published
7th Feb 2020 5:11am
7th Feb 2020 5:11am
Today XVIII
Today,
he started the day
listing his lies and his truths...
Nothing complicated or intricate;
two columns.
One for lies, the other for truths...
Thought it better to start with the latter.
The obvious, the oft repeated,
the constants he could not deny,
like... Yes, like... Maybe, like...
Probing doubts crawled in...
Truths, or poses, pretensions, claims,
automated responses, statements and spins?
Overburdened and overwhelmed
to the first column he returned...
Best to list them in...
he started the day
listing his lies and his truths...
Nothing complicated or intricate;
two columns.
One for lies, the other for truths...
Thought it better to start with the latter.
The obvious, the oft repeated,
the constants he could not deny,
like... Yes, like... Maybe, like...
Probing doubts crawled in...
Truths, or poses, pretensions, claims,
automated responses, statements and spins?
Overburdened and overwhelmed
to the first column he returned...
Best to list them in...
#parody
41 reads
4 Comments
NANCY_RDZ_STORIES
Poem Published
25th Jan 2020 00:44am
25th Jan 2020 00:44am
SKY ODESSA
In the Deep Azure Skies"...
Is a hidden sea in disguise
Swimming through are fish birds
"Mermaids Glide Backwards"...
"Smooth Art in Pastels"...
The clouds share their trails
To the creatures secret Sky Odessa
"Lucent's Oceana"...
Is a hidden sea in disguise
Swimming through are fish birds
"Mermaids Glide Backwards"...
"Smooth Art in Pastels"...
The clouds share their trails
To the creatures secret Sky Odessa
"Lucent's Oceana"...
#dreams
#inspirational
#sea
#sky
#mythology
48 reads
17 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
9th Feb 2020 3:18pm
9th Feb 2020 3:18pm
My Mechanical Heart
I think it was circa eighteen forty something,
When I woke up from the operating table,
The good doctor told me “Congratulations!
Now you can do anything if you’re willing and able.”
I gazed around the operating room,
Which looked like a watch maker’s workstation,
I thought the man was more of a mad scientist,
A nihilist when he told me I was his latest creation.
“I’ve given you something special” he said,
“You can have a long, long life if you desire,
You are unique in many ways but don’t forget,
To wind your gears...
When I woke up from the operating table,
The good doctor told me “Congratulations!
Now you can do anything if you’re willing and able.”
I gazed around the operating room,
Which looked like a watch maker’s workstation,
I thought the man was more of a mad scientist,
A nihilist when he told me I was his latest creation.
“I’ve given you something special” he said,
“You can have a long, long life if you desire,
You are unique in many ways but don’t forget,
To wind your gears...
#love
#loneliness
#science #steampunk
#science #steampunk
58 reads
8 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
8th Feb 2020 6:15am
8th Feb 2020 6:15am
Through the Wormhole
and out on the other side the ship came out,
Relampago’s controls steadied and stabilized,
“Status report” the captain asked from the chair,
And that was the moment when we all realized…
We were the first vessel about to travel through time,
Via a wormhole found in Andromeda’s spiral galaxy,
And as we came closer and closer to the coordinates,
We understood our journey was beyond any fantasy.
Suddenly we felt the pull through the dark of space,
We picked up momentum the lights began to stretch,
All the controls on the bridge began...
Relampago’s controls steadied and stabilized,
“Status report” the captain asked from the chair,
And that was the moment when we all realized…
We were the first vessel about to travel through time,
Via a wormhole found in Andromeda’s spiral galaxy,
And as we came closer and closer to the coordinates,
We understood our journey was beyond any fantasy.
Suddenly we felt the pull through the dark of space,
We picked up momentum the lights began to stretch,
All the controls on the bridge began...
#science
#scifi
57 reads
3 Comments
Kaylor1967
Ruben
Ruben
Poem Published
20th Jan 2020 7:45pm
20th Jan 2020 7:45pm
Dreams it seems
Consider this.
A time of bliss.
To have, to hold.
Keeping out the cold.
On winters dawning.
Old men snoring.
The coals are burning.
Logs require turning.
A frosty scene.
Taken from the longest dream.
In a far distant land.
Where the hardened people stand.
In animal skin.
Pagan men living deep within.
A hero to behold.
Great stories told...
The battles the war.
Triumphant, and more.
With armour and steel.
A dreamscape so real.
The greatest adventure.
Escapism, a...
A time of bliss.
To have, to hold.
Keeping out the cold.
On winters dawning.
Old men snoring.
The coals are burning.
Logs require turning.
A frosty scene.
Taken from the longest dream.
In a far distant land.
Where the hardened people stand.
In animal skin.
Pagan men living deep within.
A hero to behold.
Great stories told...
The battles the war.
Triumphant, and more.
With armour and steel.
A dreamscape so real.
The greatest adventure.
Escapism, a...
#dreams
61 reads
7 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
Yesterday 00:10am
Yesterday 00:10am
Why Don't You Cry...
(…and Write a Poem About It)
Not to make myself seem a little too sensitive
or at least delicate in certain matters of
a couples playful banter but
my wife likes to play a little rough from time to time
and when I lightheartedly say “hey you’re hurting me”
she aptly replies “Why don’t you cry and write a poem about it.”
Now, I’m usually looking for inspiration for my next piece
but sometimes my muse flicks a little too hard
in those “sensitive” spots and that when I retract just a bit.
I’ll pout jokingly and that’s when she says ...
Not to make myself seem a little too sensitive
or at least delicate in certain matters of
a couples playful banter but
my wife likes to play a little rough from time to time
and when I lightheartedly say “hey you’re hurting me”
she aptly replies “Why don’t you cry and write a poem about it.”
Now, I’m usually looking for inspiration for my next piece
but sometimes my muse flicks a little too hard
in those “sensitive” spots and that when I retract just a bit.
I’ll pout jokingly and that’s when she says ...
#funny
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter #WritingPoetry
#LifeAsAWriter #WritingPoetry
25 reads
4 Comments
Spikehipwell
Mike Hipwell
Mike Hipwell
Poem Published
30th Jan 2020 6:29am
30th Jan 2020 6:29am
Cowgirl
She leans on the five-bar and calls out his name,
His ears flicker forward , he tosses his mane,
She smile as she sees how his dappled coat gleams,
Through long years of waiting , the horse of her dreams.
He fidgets and neighs as she tightens the girth,
He's keen to get going, he paws at the earth,
It's just a stock round-up she's saddled him for,
What's with all the fuss, does he know something more ?
Once on the prairie she loosens the reins,
There's no one in sight on these wide open plains,
His canter is joyous, he loves how she rides, ...
His ears flicker forward , he tosses his mane,
She smile as she sees how his dappled coat gleams,
Through long years of waiting , the horse of her dreams.
He fidgets and neighs as she tightens the girth,
He's keen to get going, he paws at the earth,
It's just a stock round-up she's saddled him for,
What's with all the fuss, does he know something more ?
Once on the prairie she loosens the reins,
There's no one in sight on these wide open plains,
His canter is joyous, he loves how she rides, ...
#horses
54 reads
6 Comments
Neoma
a child
a child
Poem Published
28th Jan 2020 00:09am
28th Jan 2020 00:09am
ra¡ndrpsra¡ndrps (for Sky_dancer)
a visual pome.
#water
#nature
#narrative
42 reads
5 Comments
Vferry
Poem Published
14th Feb 2020 4:36am
14th Feb 2020 4:36am
Skinned Knees
I have skinned my knees
Chasing a million dreams
I have tripped on so much doubt
and it laughs at me or so it seems
As it whispers all my faults
And does a two step with my pride
It has left me at the dance
And enjoyed it when I cried
But with each trip there’s been a hand
That’s lifted me from the shame
And put a dream back in my pocket
And gave some hope within the pain
Maybe I am just a fool
Or maybe I like skinned knees
But chasing a million dreams
Has...
Chasing a million dreams
I have tripped on so much doubt
and it laughs at me or so it seems
As it whispers all my faults
And does a two step with my pride
It has left me at the dance
And enjoyed it when I cried
But with each trip there’s been a hand
That’s lifted me from the shame
And put a dream back in my pocket
And gave some hope within the pain
Maybe I am just a fool
Or maybe I like skinned knees
But chasing a million dreams
Has...
#dreams
#LifeStruggles
#LifeGoals
41 reads
2 Comments
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