Long Fiction Poems
#fiction
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
31st Mar 2025 9:28pm
31st Mar 2025 9:28pm
At The Ballet
Connie was only six when she was discovered gazing at a dead rat by Madame Jenny Taylor
Madame once assoluta at the Ivaninski's, informed the Linguses that the child was to be her pupil
Long years of study began in her ballet school above a row of shops
Connie first came before the public as a peasant girl in Giselle, ou Les Wilis, devised by Madame to display her students abilities
Her life was rather dull and monotonous
She became aware of what real ballet was when Madame took her to one of Anya Neeze innumerable farewell performances
Eventually she was allowed...
Madame once assoluta at the Ivaninski's, informed the Linguses that the child was to be her pupil
Long years of study began in her ballet school above a row of shops
Connie first came before the public as a peasant girl in Giselle, ou Les Wilis, devised by Madame to display her students abilities
Her life was rather dull and monotonous
She became aware of what real ballet was when Madame took her to one of Anya Neeze innumerable farewell performances
Eventually she was allowed...
#dance
#fiction
#loneliness
#ShortStory
#success
70 reads
6 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
12th Mar 2025 7:33pm
12th Mar 2025 7:33pm
The Ghastly Baby
Once up on a time there was a baby
Most babies are cute but this one was out-and-out ugly
The baby wasn’t morbidly obese
It was totally swollen and lumpy
One of it’s feet had 3 toes
One of its hands had 7 fingers
It’s hands were two right ones
It’s head looked oblong and distorted
Dark rings were underneath it’s beady eyes
Possibly because it never slept
It was consumed by misery
Which in this case was perfectly acceptable
A few noises came out of its mouth
Both were revolting
One...
Most babies are cute but this one was out-and-out ugly
The baby wasn’t morbidly obese
It was totally swollen and lumpy
One of it’s feet had 3 toes
One of its hands had 7 fingers
It’s hands were two right ones
It’s head looked oblong and distorted
Dark rings were underneath it’s beady eyes
Possibly because it never slept
It was consumed by misery
Which in this case was perfectly acceptable
A few noises came out of its mouth
Both were revolting
One...
#birth
#dark
#fiction #ShortStory
#fiction #ShortStory
100 reads
6 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
3rd Mar 2025 3:17pm
3rd Mar 2025 3:17pm
The Maniquin Man
#fiction
#loneliness
#MentalHealth
#sex
#violence
130 reads
13 Comments
Pishashee
Poem Published
2nd Mar 2025 10:58pm
2nd Mar 2025 10:58pm
Evergreen Meadow: D-Block Chronicles. Chapters 3 & 4
Chapter 3:
Whispers of Change
The Spring Bloom Festival had passed, leaving Evergreen Meadow revitalized. Yet, a sense of unease lingered.
The D-Block elements, despite their contributions, were still haunted by something deep within.
One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the meadow, Zinc approached Ironside.
Zinc is a D-Block element, just like the others, and so shares a common background with the rest. Zinc is known for his protective qualities, often used in galvanizing to prevent corrosion; a...
Whispers of Change
The Spring Bloom Festival had passed, leaving Evergreen Meadow revitalized. Yet, a sense of unease lingered.
The D-Block elements, despite their contributions, were still haunted by something deep within.
One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the meadow, Zinc approached Ironside.
Zinc is a D-Block element, just like the others, and so shares a common background with the rest. Zinc is known for his protective qualities, often used in galvanizing to prevent corrosion; a...
#fiction
#science
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
26th Feb 2025 1:25pm
26th Feb 2025 1:25pm
Feeding time at the zoo
#animals
#fiction
#sex
#ShortStory
#violence
153 reads
9 Comments
Pishashee
Poem Published
13th Feb 2025 6:11am
13th Feb 2025 6:11am
Introspection and Individuality: Exploring the Landscape of the Self
A Lecture:
(Professor adjusts their glasses, a slight smile playing on their lips)
Alright, class, settle in, settle in! Welcome back to Psychology 301. Or, as I like to call it, "Why We're All a Little Bit Weird (and That's Okay)."
Today, we're diving deep into something very personal, something I've grappled with for years: the fascinating intersection of self-discovery, perception, and the delightful enigma of "weirdness." And we're going to explore it through the lens of poetry – my poetry, actually – and a rather intriguing story...
(Professor adjusts their glasses, a slight smile playing on their lips)
Alright, class, settle in, settle in! Welcome back to Psychology 301. Or, as I like to call it, "Why We're All a Little Bit Weird (and That's Okay)."
Today, we're diving deep into something very personal, something I've grappled with for years: the fascinating intersection of self-discovery, perception, and the delightful enigma of "weirdness." And we're going to explore it through the lens of poetry – my poetry, actually – and a rather intriguing story...
#fiction
#inspirational
#MentalHealth #philosophical
#MentalHealth #philosophical
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Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
6th Feb 2025 6:52pm
6th Feb 2025 6:52pm
Gentle Nell
This is an excerpt from a book I'm writing. Any feedback on things like the readability of prose and enjoyability will be greatly appreciated!
Nellie Gibson was known as "Gentle Nell" in the same manner of irony that allowed for enormous men to be called "tiny". She was, in truth, a nigh-on lunatic, though until recent months, collected enough to lead a band of criminals through several escapades. Her lieutenant was a man called Morris, who sometimes, on looking at her, wondered if she'd ever taken a man to her bed and pitied any that she had. She was not a...
Nellie Gibson was known as "Gentle Nell" in the same manner of irony that allowed for enormous men to be called "tiny". She was, in truth, a nigh-on lunatic, though until recent months, collected enough to lead a band of criminals through several escapades. Her lieutenant was a man called Morris, who sometimes, on looking at her, wondered if she'd ever taken a man to her bed and pitied any that she had. She was not a...
#fiction
#historical
#prose #violence
#prose #violence
131 reads
5 Comments
DetectiveOGasm
Poem Published
4th Feb 2025 12:02pm
4th Feb 2025 12:02pm
The Preservation Of Our Enchantments
Hanson wonders if the coordinates on the message board would direct more traffic to it. Largely undiscovered due to the unmaintained roads and proximity to a major city, its privacy has been well protected for those with the enthusiastic but discreet sense for such adventures. Hanson prefers that it stay that way, infuriated to see that it has gone public. It would pose a risk for those like himself, who have found such liberations on its shore.
He ropes Beth and Stu into joining him Saturday for the hour drive to survey the scene. They have all enjoyed the intoxicating...
He ropes Beth and Stu into joining him Saturday for the hour drive to survey the scene. They have all enjoyed the intoxicating...
#beach
#fiction
#memories
88 reads
2 Comments
Pishashee
Poem Published
4th Feb 2025 3:09am
4th Feb 2025 3:09am
Chemistry
The train rattled softly through the Georgia pines, golden hour spilling over fields of cotton like melted butter. I was scribbling equations in a weathered notebook—half-work, half-daydream—when the compartment door slid open.
She entered like a controlled reaction: precise, inevitable. Her curls were auburn chaos pinned with a pencil, and her eyes held the warm, calculating gleam of a labradorite gem. A faded "Standing on the Shoulders of Giants" tote-bag hung from her shoulder, stuffed with a biology textbook and a dog-eared copy of 'Cosmos'.
“Mind if I...
She entered like a controlled reaction: precise, inevitable. Her curls were auburn chaos pinned with a pencil, and her eyes held the warm, calculating gleam of a labradorite gem. A faded "Standing on the Shoulders of Giants" tote-bag hung from her shoulder, stuffed with a biology textbook and a dog-eared copy of 'Cosmos'.
“Mind if I...
#coffee
#dialogue
#fiction
#luck
#science
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
21st Jan 2025 11:03am
21st Jan 2025 11:03am
A loving couple
After an intense game of Chutes & Ladders, Andrea hailed victorious over Paul
As everyone knows, Paul is a huge sore loser
He also had one to many drinks that evening
Andrea decided to showboat a bit
The showboating was in Paul's face
He didn't like this one bit
He told Andrea to back off
She wouldn't listen
With an unexpected scream, Paul slugged her twice in the mouth, knocking a tooth out
He then said, "See, you don't need that dentist visit after all. I helped you out."
Andrea said crying and upset, "That...
As everyone knows, Paul is a huge sore loser
He also had one to many drinks that evening
Andrea decided to showboat a bit
The showboating was in Paul's face
He didn't like this one bit
He told Andrea to back off
She wouldn't listen
With an unexpected scream, Paul slugged her twice in the mouth, knocking a tooth out
He then said, "See, you don't need that dentist visit after all. I helped you out."
Andrea said crying and upset, "That...
#fiction
#love
#marriage #ShortStory
#marriage #ShortStory
130 reads
14 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
2nd Jan 2025 11:02pm
2nd Jan 2025 11:02pm
Unstable
The board review came to a decision
They found him sane
One doctor felt otherwise
The doctor knew that he fooled the board and staff
The doctor pleaded with the medical board
They saw nothing wrong
The ex girlfriend was always afraid of him
He went psycho on her a few times
For no apparent reason
She would have liked to do normal things couples would do
Instead, she had to worry when something so small and minute would agitate him
He didn't like that she was talking to her brother
He thought her & her brother were secretly in...
They found him sane
One doctor felt otherwise
The doctor knew that he fooled the board and staff
The doctor pleaded with the medical board
They saw nothing wrong
The ex girlfriend was always afraid of him
He went psycho on her a few times
For no apparent reason
She would have liked to do normal things couples would do
Instead, she had to worry when something so small and minute would agitate him
He didn't like that she was talking to her brother
He thought her & her brother were secretly in...
#fiction
#girlfriend
#MentalHealth
#murder
#ShortStory
120 reads
10 Comments
MalcolmG
Poem Published
25th Nov 2024 8:22pm
25th Nov 2024 8:22pm
The Misadventures of White Snow
In a castle where shadows crept by,
White Snow was born with a piercing cry.
No queen with needles, no poetic woes,
Just a scandal: her mother arose
And ran off with a prince from another land,
Leaving her child with her father’s hand.
The king, heartbroken, tried to mend,
Marrying a woman who aimed to befriend
The bitter girl with a heart of stone,
White Snow, who craved a screen and a phone.
TikToks posted with filtered glow,
But envy festered deep below.
Her stepmother, kind, with a radiant air,
Unintentionally...
White Snow was born with a piercing cry.
No queen with needles, no poetic woes,
Just a scandal: her mother arose
And ran off with a prince from another land,
Leaving her child with her father’s hand.
The king, heartbroken, tried to mend,
Marrying a woman who aimed to befriend
The bitter girl with a heart of stone,
White Snow, who craved a screen and a phone.
TikToks posted with filtered glow,
But envy festered deep below.
Her stepmother, kind, with a radiant air,
Unintentionally...
#fiction
#funny
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DU Poetry : Long Fiction Poems
