Submissions by Jackiem158 (Jacqueline Mead)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
STORY POEM
Published
7th May 2018 3:18pm
7th May 2018 3:18pm
D Raven is my name
D-RAVEN IS MY NAME
Draven – D-Raven is my name
I’m well known of course, I have found fame, I am written of in novels and poetry, everyone knows my name.
Over time I have had many different names Vlad and Dracula the most popular by far.
My face is pale white and from time to time I have gotten in fights, my face shows the scars.
I long to roam on my own but from time to time I gather in a brood, we drink and smoke, jump out on folk and generally get up to no good.
D-Raven, I am also d-riven, see what I did?
I am driven to culture the...
Draven – D-Raven is my name
I’m well known of course, I have found fame, I am written of in novels and poetry, everyone knows my name.
Over time I have had many different names Vlad and Dracula the most popular by far.
My face is pale white and from time to time I have gotten in fights, my face shows the scars.
I long to roam on my own but from time to time I gather in a brood, we drink and smoke, jump out on folk and generally get up to no good.
D-Raven, I am also d-riven, see what I did?
I am driven to culture the...
#vampires
#ShortStory
505 reads
1 Comment
STORY POEM
Published
6th May 2018 4:57pm
6th May 2018 4:57pm
A Ghostly Apparition
I am trying to recall, a ghostly apparition I once saw.
My brother and I were exploring one day, an old cottage that had been left to rot away.
It had no windows and no doors, which made it easy for us to access and explore.
It was a clear, sunny day, the birds were in full song and children were out to play.
I must have been about six, when I watched a young girl of a ghostly appearance, walk through a wall of bricks.
My brother had left me on my own, whilst he was roaming up the stairs.
I had gone into the Kitchen, taking a break I sat upon a...
My brother and I were exploring one day, an old cottage that had been left to rot away.
It had no windows and no doors, which made it easy for us to access and explore.
It was a clear, sunny day, the birds were in full song and children were out to play.
I must have been about six, when I watched a young girl of a ghostly appearance, walk through a wall of bricks.
My brother had left me on my own, whilst he was roaming up the stairs.
I had gone into the Kitchen, taking a break I sat upon a...
#dreams
#ghosts
#ShortStory
398 reads
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
6th May 2018 4:55pm
6th May 2018 4:55pm
Loving yourself
Loving yourself should be easy
What's not to like in what you see?
If you can't be happy loving I
then whoever can truly love me?
What's not to like in what you see?
If you can't be happy loving I
then whoever can truly love me?
#inspirational
#myself
442 reads
1 Comment
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
3rd May 2018 11:17pm
3rd May 2018 11:17pm
I dream of being with you
#love
#husband
#relationships #marriage
#relationships #marriage
472 reads
1 Comment
STORY POEM
Published
3rd May 2018 10:58pm
3rd May 2018 10:58pm
The White Knight
#narrative
399 reads
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STORY POEM
Published
30th Apr 2018 12:39pm
30th Apr 2018 12:39pm
A Ghost Love Story
There was a lady ghost, from the past.
Who liked to scare people, just for a blast.
She lived in a cottage by the sea and liked to frighten people, like you and me.
The lady ghost went by the initials LJG.
One day feeling brave, I decided to seek her out
Talk to her, see if she would reveal
What kept her at the cottage every day, why she would always scream and shout
See if I could encourage her to stop, see how she would feel if I decided to turn the wheel
I had a plan in mind, you see
To wait behind the bush in the garden, for the ghost to appear...
Who liked to scare people, just for a blast.
She lived in a cottage by the sea and liked to frighten people, like you and me.
The lady ghost went by the initials LJG.
One day feeling brave, I decided to seek her out
Talk to her, see if she would reveal
What kept her at the cottage every day, why she would always scream and shout
See if I could encourage her to stop, see how she would feel if I decided to turn the wheel
I had a plan in mind, you see
To wait behind the bush in the garden, for the ghost to appear...
#love
#heartbroken
#ghosts
436 reads
0 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
29th Apr 2018 7:26pm
29th Apr 2018 7:26pm
Walking on The Darkside
I introduced myself to you a short while back
I’m the man with fangs for teeth, who lies in a coffin by day and roams the earth by night
I’ve seen some sights in my 500 years, most of them not pretty
The strangest of them occurred this evening, whilst roaming in the City
I was looking for some sweet blood to save me from dying
Sweet, warm blood, just my type, a sign of a human being ready and ripe
Ripe for the picking, for my tea, a nip of the neck to set me free
First a nip, then I suck, until the blood is drained, the human runs out of...
I’m the man with fangs for teeth, who lies in a coffin by day and roams the earth by night
I’ve seen some sights in my 500 years, most of them not pretty
The strangest of them occurred this evening, whilst roaming in the City
I was looking for some sweet blood to save me from dying
Sweet, warm blood, just my type, a sign of a human being ready and ripe
Ripe for the picking, for my tea, a nip of the neck to set me free
First a nip, then I suck, until the blood is drained, the human runs out of...
#funny
#vampires
#ShortStory
525 reads
2 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
29th Apr 2018 7:24pm
29th Apr 2018 7:24pm
A Vampires Life
I've been on this earth such a very long time; 500 years have gone.
I've seen many Kings and Queens come and go, it's been so very long.
I have a disposition to culture human blood, lovely thick and warm.
One bite of an elegant ladies neck will stand me in good stead.
One litre of a royals blue blood will give me life, raise me from the dead.
By day I live in a wooden box, I like to call my bed.
It's lined with silk and fits me well from side to side and length as well.
I like my room to be cold, not hot, I'm not too keen on fire.
One touch...
I've seen many Kings and Queens come and go, it's been so very long.
I have a disposition to culture human blood, lovely thick and warm.
One bite of an elegant ladies neck will stand me in good stead.
One litre of a royals blue blood will give me life, raise me from the dead.
By day I live in a wooden box, I like to call my bed.
It's lined with silk and fits me well from side to side and length as well.
I like my room to be cold, not hot, I'm not too keen on fire.
One touch...
#funny
#vampires
424 reads
3 Comments
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