Poetry competition CLOSED 16th February 2012 11:33pm
WINNER
dmccartan (Dave McCartan)
dmccartan (Dave McCartan)
RUNNERS-UP:
Grace
and harlequin
Fiction to Non Fiction short stories
Grace said:Sorry should have elaborated. 
Awed by the story actually. I don't think its too long for a short story. An anthology might be a good idea if you have not done so already.
I was really just kidding, but thanks for the complimentary comment...
If by anthology you mean a collection of my work, I already have two out there and just updated them both a week ago. If I added the short story it would complicate whichever book I put it in because of its length. Both of my books are over 150 pages, or thereabouts and in order to make them longer I would have to redo the cover and reset the interior margins. It's a nightmare that not even George and Rose would want to endure for publication. Since I have squeezed about all I can squeeze into them, I will have to consider my next volume of poems to include a short story.
I may be publishing a book of prose next anyway, as my first book, Seeds And Weeds, originally had prose mixed in with the poems, as descriptions of what each poem was about and the inspiration for them. But it muddled up the flow of the poetry, so I took 90% of the prose out and added more poems to fill it back out.
So that may be the thing to do, go back and make a book from all of the prose I cut out, add in the short story and finish writing the prose for my second book that I never finished compiling and editing after deciding to cut it from the first.
I think too much...
jj
Awed by the story actually. I don't think its too long for a short story. An anthology might be a good idea if you have not done so already. I was really just kidding, but thanks for the complimentary comment...
If by anthology you mean a collection of my work, I already have two out there and just updated them both a week ago. If I added the short story it would complicate whichever book I put it in because of its length. Both of my books are over 150 pages, or thereabouts and in order to make them longer I would have to redo the cover and reset the interior margins. It's a nightmare that not even George and Rose would want to endure for publication. Since I have squeezed about all I can squeeze into them, I will have to consider my next volume of poems to include a short story.
I may be publishing a book of prose next anyway, as my first book, Seeds And Weeds, originally had prose mixed in with the poems, as descriptions of what each poem was about and the inspiration for them. But it muddled up the flow of the poetry, so I took 90% of the prose out and added more poems to fill it back out.
So that may be the thing to do, go back and make a book from all of the prose I cut out, add in the short story and finish writing the prose for my second book that I never finished compiling and editing after deciding to cut it from the first.
I think too much...
jj
The Vampire's Secret (parts 1,2,&3)
Looking in to Scarlet eyes a kiss at the nape of her neck then a sharp pain. She was finally his "Ra-Raven stop it hurts" he didn't listen to her plees as she was clinging on to his shirt her white collar was stained red with the bright red crimson that flowed through her veins.(Why does my body feel hot)[/i] she tightened her grip. Several minutes past after she was released from his grip her gaze was on a boy that had jet black hair and vibrant scarlet red eyes he lend down to her ear and spoke "I sorry you had to go through his Roe" he kissed the tears from her eyes and allowed her to fall asleep. In darkness of the room the toughs that went through his mind where rapid and painful. His body slouched into a chair that was covered in a deep amber fabric lined with tapered oak. He looked over his shoulder to find his gaze on a girl that he knew had soft hazel eyes and sandy brown hair. Resting his head in the palm of his hand looking out the window where it seemed like an empty void his lips parted "Whats wrong with me" his eyes softened and his voice was low "I can still tasted it" his gaze went back to the girl that he almost killed "But why do i still want more. . ."
The morning came as the light had crept through the midnight blue drapes to Roe's resting body. The light was warm as she started rubbing her tearstained eyes scanning the room that had a dark yet kind air "That’s right this is Ravens room". When she sat up he felt a hand drop to her lap slowly she placed her hand in his “His hand is warm" this was the first time that she has ever noticed that his hand was bigger than hers carefully placing each one of her fingers on his. Before she could take her hand away her fingers became interlocked "Morning" his voice was low and calming his eyes looked as if they were dark brown almost black than from the night before as she slipped her hand out of his. Her gaze dropped as she clenched the covers "Raven did . . ." He sat up rubbing the back of his head " Did what" She looked at him her eyes looking for an answer she took a deep breath be for she parted her lips "Did you leave this mark on my neck it" His eyes narrowed at her question (shit she noticed already) "why do you ask" she tilted her head "well it looks like a hickie that’s why" He only laughed when she said that then suddenly grabbed her hand leaning her back "That’s not a hickie but if you want me to give you one that can be arranged". Her face turned a bright red "St-stop joking like that" He leand his head in and lightly kissed her neck "Who said I was Roe" At that moment her body felt frozen at his words she started to blush "Ra-Raven . . ."
(I put the three parts togheter because they're short on they're own)
Looking in to Scarlet eyes a kiss at the nape of her neck then a sharp pain. She was finally his "Ra-Raven stop it hurts" he didn't listen to her plees as she was clinging on to his shirt her white collar was stained red with the bright red crimson that flowed through her veins.(Why does my body feel hot)[/i] she tightened her grip. Several minutes past after she was released from his grip her gaze was on a boy that had jet black hair and vibrant scarlet red eyes he lend down to her ear and spoke "I sorry you had to go through his Roe" he kissed the tears from her eyes and allowed her to fall asleep. In darkness of the room the toughs that went through his mind where rapid and painful. His body slouched into a chair that was covered in a deep amber fabric lined with tapered oak. He looked over his shoulder to find his gaze on a girl that he knew had soft hazel eyes and sandy brown hair. Resting his head in the palm of his hand looking out the window where it seemed like an empty void his lips parted "Whats wrong with me" his eyes softened and his voice was low "I can still tasted it" his gaze went back to the girl that he almost killed "But why do i still want more. . ."
The morning came as the light had crept through the midnight blue drapes to Roe's resting body. The light was warm as she started rubbing her tearstained eyes scanning the room that had a dark yet kind air "That’s right this is Ravens room". When she sat up he felt a hand drop to her lap slowly she placed her hand in his “His hand is warm" this was the first time that she has ever noticed that his hand was bigger than hers carefully placing each one of her fingers on his. Before she could take her hand away her fingers became interlocked "Morning" his voice was low and calming his eyes looked as if they were dark brown almost black than from the night before as she slipped her hand out of his. Her gaze dropped as she clenched the covers "Raven did . . ." He sat up rubbing the back of his head " Did what" She looked at him her eyes looking for an answer she took a deep breath be for she parted her lips "Did you leave this mark on my neck it" His eyes narrowed at her question (shit she noticed already) "why do you ask" she tilted her head "well it looks like a hickie that’s why" He only laughed when she said that then suddenly grabbed her hand leaning her back "That’s not a hickie but if you want me to give you one that can be arranged". Her face turned a bright red "St-stop joking like that" He leand his head in and lightly kissed her neck "Who said I was Roe" At that moment her body felt frozen at his words she started to blush "Ra-Raven . . ."
(I put the three parts togheter because they're short on they're own)
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ThE WiShFuL SeRvAnT... (Day One)
Samir...
a lowly farm hand of a generous Sultan
one day happened upon a shiny object in the field
thought it best to reveal such a find to his lord
for the Sultan had always been fair of treatment to his hired hand..
the Sultan was pleased and knew that of the shiny gem
and of his lowly servant
whom blessed with neither charming form nor handsome looks
he thought to be the most honest of all he lord
he raised a gentle smirk then spoke to Samir..
‘you.. may take this object and have two days rest.. for I admire your honesty and faithfulness..’
accepting the gem Samir gave praise to the Sultan
never ceasing to bow and back away until exiting the Sultan's chamber..
he made hast to his tiny hut
and thought well to have a drink
oh he drank.. drank and became drunk
for as the room began to spinnnnnnn… nnnnnnnnnnnn…..
……he danced a drunk mans dance then quickly passed out….
………………………………………………………………………………………………….
he awoke and placed hands on his face
but felt not the roughness of his scruffy beard
he quickly set up
and found himself robed in a silk garment
that did not look. smell nor feel like his
he dared look around and found his surrounding strange
for he was in a room that of a Nobleman
sweet meats and fresh fruits of all kind
set spread neat and evenly on a circular table..
he arose from the cushioned pillows to find his body fit
like he who is a soldier or one of sport
fascinating.. in a looking glass
he could see the reflection of a handsome face..
gathering his fill of the sweet meats and fruit
consuming the tastiest of wine..
though his condition peculiar
he felt relaxed and lucid of mind..
at this point he wished to be entertained
as quick the thought
the lighting in the room changed
he could hear the hissing of a large serpent
behind that of closed curtains
before fear could set in
the curtains opened and spread
though he witness a large yellow snake
it was held and controlled by the most beautiful of a woman
from out of nowhere the sounds of string and percussion
played rhythm that accentuated the way the woman moved
knowing this could be only but fantasy
Samir slapped his face a time or two
….to no avail
the reality of her naked body straddling his lap
the wetness of her precious folds made him grow hard
very fast…
she stroked then placed his plump dick in her mouth
with oil rubbed his balls with the fingers and palm of her hand
full of sweet meat and drink
he was motivated to go about this beauty right
she raised her head then mounted Samir
making sensual sounds with each inch of him that pushed passed her sensitive clit
he lift and laid her on her back
pumped long and hard though hoping not to break her in half
she spoke to him encouraging words
he slowly pulled out her sweet smelling cunt
then gingerly pushed his staff in her tight but well receiving ass..
thrust after thrust.. he stroked to the sound of her pleasant voice
upon his climax she move quick to catch a hold of his joy stick..
she held and swallowed all he released then licked every inch of his manhood clean...
with this a he fell fast asleep…
……………..to be continued…………….
8^/ de Poet..
Samir...
a lowly farm hand of a generous Sultan
one day happened upon a shiny object in the field
thought it best to reveal such a find to his lord
for the Sultan had always been fair of treatment to his hired hand..
the Sultan was pleased and knew that of the shiny gem
and of his lowly servant
whom blessed with neither charming form nor handsome looks
he thought to be the most honest of all he lord
he raised a gentle smirk then spoke to Samir..
‘you.. may take this object and have two days rest.. for I admire your honesty and faithfulness..’
accepting the gem Samir gave praise to the Sultan
never ceasing to bow and back away until exiting the Sultan's chamber..
he made hast to his tiny hut
and thought well to have a drink
oh he drank.. drank and became drunk
for as the room began to spinnnnnnn… nnnnnnnnnnnn…..
……he danced a drunk mans dance then quickly passed out….
………………………………………………………………………………………………….
he awoke and placed hands on his face
but felt not the roughness of his scruffy beard
he quickly set up
and found himself robed in a silk garment
that did not look. smell nor feel like his
he dared look around and found his surrounding strange
for he was in a room that of a Nobleman
sweet meats and fresh fruits of all kind
set spread neat and evenly on a circular table..
he arose from the cushioned pillows to find his body fit
like he who is a soldier or one of sport
fascinating.. in a looking glass
he could see the reflection of a handsome face..
gathering his fill of the sweet meats and fruit
consuming the tastiest of wine..
though his condition peculiar
he felt relaxed and lucid of mind..
at this point he wished to be entertained
as quick the thought
the lighting in the room changed
he could hear the hissing of a large serpent
behind that of closed curtains
before fear could set in
the curtains opened and spread
though he witness a large yellow snake
it was held and controlled by the most beautiful of a woman
from out of nowhere the sounds of string and percussion
played rhythm that accentuated the way the woman moved
knowing this could be only but fantasy
Samir slapped his face a time or two
….to no avail
the reality of her naked body straddling his lap
the wetness of her precious folds made him grow hard
very fast…
she stroked then placed his plump dick in her mouth
with oil rubbed his balls with the fingers and palm of her hand
full of sweet meat and drink
he was motivated to go about this beauty right
she raised her head then mounted Samir
making sensual sounds with each inch of him that pushed passed her sensitive clit
he lift and laid her on her back
pumped long and hard though hoping not to break her in half
she spoke to him encouraging words
he slowly pulled out her sweet smelling cunt
then gingerly pushed his staff in her tight but well receiving ass..
thrust after thrust.. he stroked to the sound of her pleasant voice
upon his climax she move quick to catch a hold of his joy stick..
she held and swallowed all he released then licked every inch of his manhood clean...
with this a he fell fast asleep…
……………..to be continued…………….
8^/ de Poet..
ThE WiShFuL SeRvAnT... (Day Two)
Samir
woke the next morning
in the same manner and condition as the previous morn
handsome of looks.. body chiseled and flawless of form
again donned in the finest of fabric though different than the day before
sweet meats and fruits of plenty again on the circular table
within arms reach of his comforting pallet of pillows..
he raised then cupped his hands as if waiting for water
spoke in chant giving his God all praise..
things as this matter only come by way of the Ginni
reminding he of his actions from the previous day
the pleasantries of his wishful thinking…
……so he pondered………
after having his fill of meat and drink
his thoughts stirred the more he drank
and the more he became drunk his vision started to blur
he craved sex with one.. no two.. hmmmm…
maybe three of the most beautiful women in the world..
he laughed out loud at his condition still believing it to be unreal
before he could corral his blades of non-belief
there approached three of the most enchanting of women
stepping one by one through drawn curtains
again to the rhythm of string and percussion
bodies in motion till each bowed down at his feet…
his level of excitement could not be measured
the perfection from one to three
……unblemished...
each of different complexions
one eyes blue
another brown
last of the enchanted eyes of green..
neither spoke a word
rather communicated through touch…
the thrills began by one smoothing hot oil on his skin
another rubbed firmly the soles of his oiled feet
the one with green eyes raised parting the fold of her skirt
mounting his face placing her most delicious of pussy…… on his lips..
Samir licked. dipped his long tongue deep. suckled and hummmmm’d
in short time was pleasured by nectar of Green eye’s honey flavored cuuuuuummm…
during this time his large lower member being sucked on and stoked by Brown and Blue
when Green eyes dismounted
Samir demanded..
that she kiss and begin to pleasure with her whose eyes are blue..
the mire sight placed a knot in his stomach
as eyes of brown rubbed his staff with oil
then placed its tip between her perfect ass cheeks
the tightness of her was fresh and pierced for the first time
it was clear by the tone of her moan
almost a cry but still sound of enjoyment
the more Samir pushed the better and wetter her tight spot..
Green eyes made Blue begin to climax
her pussy poured clear creamy cum over her tongue ring
continuing to pump Samir gave one final thump
pulled his long rod out
then down fell brown eye’s rain…
……when she came her warm juices showered Samir
she then repositioned.. making way for Green and Blue
they all partook of Brown’s sweet yum yum juice
before working Samir to point of ejaculation
each swallowing their Master’s creamy gold…..
with this he fell fast asleep…
……………………………………………………………………………….
the next morning Samir raised wondering what to wish next
but instead he cursed the day the Lord gave him eyes and hands with fingertips
for all he could see and touch were as it once was
no more meats. fruit of plenty. fancy fabrics and such
his body again odd in shape and form
his face cursed once again with the hardened look of his father
the gem that was once perfect in shape and shine
looked withered and dry like that of a common nut
he remembering the Sultan’s grace
the gem and two paid working days..
he thought so wise of his lord and with a smile gave praise to God
......then returned to his position of a lowly farm hand..
…………………….ThE EnD………………………..
8^/ de Poet…
Samir
woke the next morning
in the same manner and condition as the previous morn
handsome of looks.. body chiseled and flawless of form
again donned in the finest of fabric though different than the day before
sweet meats and fruits of plenty again on the circular table
within arms reach of his comforting pallet of pillows..
he raised then cupped his hands as if waiting for water
spoke in chant giving his God all praise..
things as this matter only come by way of the Ginni
reminding he of his actions from the previous day
the pleasantries of his wishful thinking…
……so he pondered………
after having his fill of meat and drink
his thoughts stirred the more he drank
and the more he became drunk his vision started to blur
he craved sex with one.. no two.. hmmmm…
maybe three of the most beautiful women in the world..
he laughed out loud at his condition still believing it to be unreal
before he could corral his blades of non-belief
there approached three of the most enchanting of women
stepping one by one through drawn curtains
again to the rhythm of string and percussion
bodies in motion till each bowed down at his feet…
his level of excitement could not be measured
the perfection from one to three
……unblemished...
each of different complexions
one eyes blue
another brown
last of the enchanted eyes of green..
neither spoke a word
rather communicated through touch…
the thrills began by one smoothing hot oil on his skin
another rubbed firmly the soles of his oiled feet
the one with green eyes raised parting the fold of her skirt
mounting his face placing her most delicious of pussy…… on his lips..
Samir licked. dipped his long tongue deep. suckled and hummmmm’d
in short time was pleasured by nectar of Green eye’s honey flavored cuuuuuummm…
during this time his large lower member being sucked on and stoked by Brown and Blue
when Green eyes dismounted
Samir demanded..
that she kiss and begin to pleasure with her whose eyes are blue..
the mire sight placed a knot in his stomach
as eyes of brown rubbed his staff with oil
then placed its tip between her perfect ass cheeks
the tightness of her was fresh and pierced for the first time
it was clear by the tone of her moan
almost a cry but still sound of enjoyment
the more Samir pushed the better and wetter her tight spot..
Green eyes made Blue begin to climax
her pussy poured clear creamy cum over her tongue ring
continuing to pump Samir gave one final thump
pulled his long rod out
then down fell brown eye’s rain…
……when she came her warm juices showered Samir
she then repositioned.. making way for Green and Blue
they all partook of Brown’s sweet yum yum juice
before working Samir to point of ejaculation
each swallowing their Master’s creamy gold…..
with this he fell fast asleep…
……………………………………………………………………………….
the next morning Samir raised wondering what to wish next
but instead he cursed the day the Lord gave him eyes and hands with fingertips
for all he could see and touch were as it once was
no more meats. fruit of plenty. fancy fabrics and such
his body again odd in shape and form
his face cursed once again with the hardened look of his father
the gem that was once perfect in shape and shine
looked withered and dry like that of a common nut
he remembering the Sultan’s grace
the gem and two paid working days..
he thought so wise of his lord and with a smile gave praise to God
......then returned to his position of a lowly farm hand..
…………………….ThE EnD………………………..
8^/ de Poet…
