Fiction Seeking Friendly Advice Poems
#fiction
Rew
Poem Published
10th May 2024 5:50pm
10th May 2024 5:50pm
Ode to Will.
O how we ache to ape your dexterous pen
from home to academe and beyond,
advertising addiction, once again
fat-witted, keyless to your fairylands.
We've compacted with devils, pilgrimaged
to the dual new place of birth and death,
become churchlike there, there to be amazed
to breathe air holding mem'ry of your breath.
Enrapt to hobnob where you, honeytongued,
for such gossip I'm a wanton glutton
enhoped to have pen and my words reyounged
to your age, to be kissed with your atoms,
Still sparkling nigh...
from home to academe and beyond,
advertising addiction, once again
fat-witted, keyless to your fairylands.
We've compacted with devils, pilgrimaged
to the dual new place of birth and death,
become churchlike there, there to be amazed
to breathe air holding mem'ry of your breath.
Enrapt to hobnob where you, honeytongued,
for such gossip I'm a wanton glutton
enhoped to have pen and my words reyounged
to your age, to be kissed with your atoms,
Still sparkling nigh...
#fiction
#historical
#nonfiction
#sonnet
#WilliamShakespeare
107 reads
8 Comments
DevilsChild
Poem Published
5th May 2024 8:28am
5th May 2024 8:28am
Two Glasses and One Plate
#fiction
#scary
#dark
145 reads
5 Comments
Grace
IDryad
IDryad
Poem Published
9th Apr 2024 12:18pm
9th Apr 2024 12:18pm
Loving You was a Lying Game
Loving you was a lying game
truth and lies were all the same
I hovered near your made-up flame
blinded by my own grand passion
your love was painted without shame
whether it was a lie, didn't matter
your words delivered were so sincere
I loved you, worshipped your name
I saw through you when you smiled
through me to a woman I knew
she was my friend since I was a child
to her you transferred your love anew
beneath the colours of your love
you changed sheets and beds
you swore to the heavens above ...
truth and lies were all the same
I hovered near your made-up flame
blinded by my own grand passion
your love was painted without shame
whether it was a lie, didn't matter
your words delivered were so sincere
I loved you, worshipped your name
I saw through you when you smiled
through me to a woman I knew
she was my friend since I was a child
to her you transferred your love anew
beneath the colours of your love
you changed sheets and beds
you swore to the heavens above ...
#fiction
#WritingPoetry
#deception
156 reads
9 Comments
Grace
IDryad
IDryad
Poem Published
9th Apr 2024 12:00pm
9th Apr 2024 12:00pm
The Morning After
the morning after lives on with a sigh
the headache from too much wine
memories etched in the erotic mind
fine wine with a touch of the divine
crumpled on the floor a forgotten underwear
too big to be mine too small for him
the night was a little unclear
except for the lipstick on the mirror
I love you he has written
with an expensive lip colour
I look at the stub, a little forlorn
I had saved for that shade of lavender
I waited for a month
didn't get the phone call
moving on always remembering
the...
the headache from too much wine
memories etched in the erotic mind
fine wine with a touch of the divine
crumpled on the floor a forgotten underwear
too big to be mine too small for him
the night was a little unclear
except for the lipstick on the mirror
I love you he has written
with an expensive lip colour
I look at the stub, a little forlorn
I had saved for that shade of lavender
I waited for a month
didn't get the phone call
moving on always remembering
the...
#fiction
#WritingPoetry
174 reads
9 Comments
Thor_Azine
Poem Published
28th Mar 2024 6:04pm
28th Mar 2024 6:04pm
A Thousand Times
#dark
#violence
#fiction
19 reads
8 Comments
Thor_Azine
Poem Published
11th Mar 2024 6:00pm
11th Mar 2024 6:00pm
Smoke
I manifest myself as smoke
so breathe in very carefully.
I’m walking over my own grave
with thoughts that try to bury me.
Even when I speak to ghosts
I try do so prayerfully,
and the wisdom they confess
it helps me temporarily.
I think I’m through with answering
all these therapeutic questions.
Becoming much more comfortable
with all my quaint obsessions.
Maybe I should just rewind to
view past life regressions.
I was in to skipping school and ...
so breathe in very carefully.
I’m walking over my own grave
with thoughts that try to bury me.
Even when I speak to ghosts
I try do so prayerfully,
and the wisdom they confess
it helps me temporarily.
I think I’m through with answering
all these therapeutic questions.
Becoming much more comfortable
with all my quaint obsessions.
Maybe I should just rewind to
view past life regressions.
I was in to skipping school and ...
#dark
#fiction
#SelfReflection
71 reads
10 Comments
Grace
IDryad
IDryad
Poem Published
28th Feb 2024 4:00pm
28th Feb 2024 4:00pm
Fiefdom of Evergreen-with Adagio
In nature's fiefdom of evergreen
dancing in shadows embraced
with the pulse and heartbeats
through woven verse
of patchwork butterflies
as twilight's bohemians
from flower to petal
Bohemian sky in sepia
collections of flowers on hair
dreams of the walk to San Francisco
where there’ll be lots of loving there
warm rays dance upon the water
graffiti of flowers on yellow vans
mountains majestic peaks reaching high
dancing in shadows embraced
with the pulse and heartbeats
through woven verse
of patchwork butterflies
as twilight's bohemians
from flower to petal
Bohemian sky in sepia
collections of flowers on hair
dreams of the walk to San Francisco
where there’ll be lots of loving there
warm rays dance upon the water
graffiti of flowers on yellow vans
mountains majestic peaks reaching high
#fiction
#WritingPoetry
141 reads
6 Comments
jmcchesnie
Joylyn
Joylyn
Poem Published
24th Feb 2024 10:01pm
24th Feb 2024 10:01pm
For the Love of Rye
The lady that ate too much rye,
oh my, oh my,
how she did love her rye.
Zero grams of fat
and zero cholesterol too.
No butter just plain bread,
oh my, oh my,
if she only knew.
She did so love her rye,
that's all she ever ate.
Oh my, oh my, oh my,
it just might be too late!
But eating all that rye,
no vegetables and no fruits,
nothing else in her diet
just plain dark store-bought rye,
oh why?
I guess it never crossed her mind,
that eating just one thing,
did...
oh my, oh my,
how she did love her rye.
Zero grams of fat
and zero cholesterol too.
No butter just plain bread,
oh my, oh my,
if she only knew.
She did so love her rye,
that's all she ever ate.
Oh my, oh my, oh my,
it just might be too late!
But eating all that rye,
no vegetables and no fruits,
nothing else in her diet
just plain dark store-bought rye,
oh why?
I guess it never crossed her mind,
that eating just one thing,
did...
#food
#fiction
#WritingPoetry
286 reads
1 Comment
Grace
IDryad
IDryad
Poem Published
24th Feb 2024 10:40am
24th Feb 2024 10:40am
Some Shingles Fall on Turd
self-proclaimed clever aiming to impress
shouts about thinking outside the box
he thinks he is keen speaking sharpness
in every words he accentuates his boasts
he has academic degrees from universities
maybe he has garnered many PHDs
maybe he has them in prints
on his clean white BVDs
he sounds so intelligent such flair
maybe he can charm words of the air
every speech is made confidently
even though sometimes it shows his stupidity
he is wordy and floats on his own dunghill
trying to bend others to his will ...
shouts about thinking outside the box
he thinks he is keen speaking sharpness
in every words he accentuates his boasts
he has academic degrees from universities
maybe he has garnered many PHDs
maybe he has them in prints
on his clean white BVDs
he sounds so intelligent such flair
maybe he can charm words of the air
every speech is made confidently
even though sometimes it shows his stupidity
he is wordy and floats on his own dunghill
trying to bend others to his will ...
#fiction
#WritingPoetry
165 reads
14 Comments
jmcchesnie
Joylyn
Joylyn
Poem Published
19th Feb 2024 5:21pm
19th Feb 2024 5:21pm
Butterfly Dance
She walked into the nightclub
in a tantalizing tight black dress
accentuating every curve
strangely beautiful, I must confess.
Wearing orange Bakelite jewelry
she bought for just fifty cents
silver rings on every finger
her confidence sure to impress.
She stepped out on the dance floor
swaying those curving hips
showing off her Monarch wings
a mischievous smile upon dark red lips.
No one knew what to make of it
they’d never seen a creature like her before
with wings spread out and fluttering
as she...
in a tantalizing tight black dress
accentuating every curve
strangely beautiful, I must confess.
Wearing orange Bakelite jewelry
she bought for just fifty cents
silver rings on every finger
her confidence sure to impress.
She stepped out on the dance floor
swaying those curving hips
showing off her Monarch wings
a mischievous smile upon dark red lips.
No one knew what to make of it
they’d never seen a creature like her before
with wings spread out and fluttering
as she...
#butterfly
#fiction
#WritingPoetry
#dance
#seductive
158 reads
8 Comments
Grace
IDryad
IDryad
Poem Published
15th Feb 2024 9:43am
15th Feb 2024 9:43am
The Dragon King of Yore
when legends were real
and tales lived in majestic worlds
the dragons of fire of ancient tales,
roamed this realm a wonder to behold
there was a Dragon King
a man but a wondrous fearsome sight
whose swords were as wings
that he weld with majestic might
he rode on his horse
leading his army in glorious conquest
throwing men to their knees by force
and pledge their allegiance
but stop he did on his stride
when he saw a maiden fair
that he wanted for his bride
though she wasn't a noble's daughter ...
and tales lived in majestic worlds
the dragons of fire of ancient tales,
roamed this realm a wonder to behold
there was a Dragon King
a man but a wondrous fearsome sight
whose swords were as wings
that he weld with majestic might
he rode on his horse
leading his army in glorious conquest
throwing men to their knees by force
and pledge their allegiance
but stop he did on his stride
when he saw a maiden fair
that he wanted for his bride
though she wasn't a noble's daughter ...
#fiction
#WritingPoetry
128 reads
4 Comments
Rew
Poem Published
11th Feb 2024 7:37pm
11th Feb 2024 7:37pm
The Harlots Brush with The Law
I leant against the young Copper's waist
'twould cost a full nights pay,
and my brain did make all haste
to keep me from court next day.
Tangled 'scuses crossed my eye
taught by many a liar
as gallant punters, now Cop shy,
scuttled to household fire.
The Cop's sharp features seemed to be
softening as on him I leant,
the guilt on me receding be
as on him I made lament.
This ancient calling here on earth
has humble me and I,
am spiritless and friends have dearth,
" There there " said he...
'twould cost a full nights pay,
and my brain did make all haste
to keep me from court next day.
Tangled 'scuses crossed my eye
taught by many a liar
as gallant punters, now Cop shy,
scuttled to household fire.
The Cop's sharp features seemed to be
softening as on him I leant,
the guilt on me receding be
as on him I made lament.
This ancient calling here on earth
has humble me and I,
am spiritless and friends have dearth,
" There there " said he...
#fiction
#parody
#funny
#WritingPoetry
#historical
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