Fiction by Top Critiquers Poems
#fiction
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
27th Jul 2022 6:49pm
27th Jul 2022 6:49pm
A Letter from The Toff
The mind is as an alchemist's mixing chamber; rude elements in but pure gold out, that is, assuming the functioning of the apparatus is not befouled somehow. For example, there is an all hours club where I have many times witnessed the unsavory behavior of young adults suffering neurologically from the overconsumption of unwholesome products.
The side effects are too numerous to list without producing the unwarranted temptation of a yawn, but I skip to the worst of the matter by reporting the diminishment of good taste in refined and rarefied aesthetics.
And so struck...
The side effects are too numerous to list without producing the unwarranted temptation of a yawn, but I skip to the worst of the matter by reporting the diminishment of good taste in refined and rarefied aesthetics.
And so struck...
#identity
#fiction
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nutbuster
D C
D C
Poem Published
29th Oct 2023 10:41pm
29th Oct 2023 10:41pm
Groans of Halloween
Groans of Halloween
The gust of the wind never reached my window.
Yet the lights flickered on and off.
A flash of lightning could be seen from afar.
The roar of hollowing groans.
It was a deafening sound that was getting closer and closer
They moaned in sheer agony, they stirred, they all uprose
Not a word was spoken, only eyes that glowed in fright.
The site was strange; could I be dreaming, perhaps?
To have seen the dead rise was not what my mind could comprehend
Where the hell did they come from? Was it through...
The gust of the wind never reached my window.
Yet the lights flickered on and off.
A flash of lightning could be seen from afar.
The roar of hollowing groans.
It was a deafening sound that was getting closer and closer
They moaned in sheer agony, they stirred, they all uprose
Not a word was spoken, only eyes that glowed in fright.
The site was strange; could I be dreaming, perhaps?
To have seen the dead rise was not what my mind could comprehend
Where the hell did they come from? Was it through...
#fiction
#scary
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3 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
2nd Sep 2024 9:34pm
2nd Sep 2024 9:34pm
Cathedral of Laments - with Shilohverse
Embroiled, in a cold wet ground-hugging narcissistic
psychopathic fog. In Aberdeen with the odor of dead
cod and abandoned graves. Now in my delirium of
forgotten laments strangling the corpses of death's
harlots, gone to soft pâté. Chilling the bones of those
who wander, lost in its suffocating grasp. A place
where shadows dance with the fractured light. On
the lonely streets of loose cobblestones, haunting my
grotesque abomination doomed by my insanity.
Adrift rattling my bones in the abbey a thousand
shriving midnights. Tasting armageddons...
psychopathic fog. In Aberdeen with the odor of dead
cod and abandoned graves. Now in my delirium of
forgotten laments strangling the corpses of death's
harlots, gone to soft pâté. Chilling the bones of those
who wander, lost in its suffocating grasp. A place
where shadows dance with the fractured light. On
the lonely streets of loose cobblestones, haunting my
grotesque abomination doomed by my insanity.
Adrift rattling my bones in the abbey a thousand
shriving midnights. Tasting armageddons...
#collaboration
#dark
#fiction
129 reads
5 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
23rd Apr 2022 6:26pm
23rd Apr 2022 6:26pm
The Vessel
It was then that as the battle was raging on
A strange ship appeared above in the skies
And as all eyes turned upward the fighting stopped
Long enough to be mesmerized by it’s giant sails
A soldier from the north side of no man’s land
Fired a canon round toward the massive vessel
But it seemed that the hull’s shiny chrome and steel
Absorbed the shell as it descended slowly
In fear, both sides turned their fire on the craft
A fury of hell bombarded until smoke blinded them
But still, the ship, without making a sound
Landed...
A strange ship appeared above in the skies
And as all eyes turned upward the fighting stopped
Long enough to be mesmerized by it’s giant sails
A soldier from the north side of no man’s land
Fired a canon round toward the massive vessel
But it seemed that the hull’s shiny chrome and steel
Absorbed the shell as it descended slowly
In fear, both sides turned their fire on the craft
A fury of hell bombarded until smoke blinded them
But still, the ship, without making a sound
Landed...
#war
#science
#peace
#fiction
#humankind
320 reads
2 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
25th Nov 2024 00:09am
25th Nov 2024 00:09am
Henry the Fifth
there you go again,
claiming calais is english, after
just a few day trips on the ferry
from dover
should have shown
you over and over again that we
ruddy well end at the cliff ..
claiming calais is english, after
just a few day trips on the ferry
from dover
should have shown
you over and over again that we
ruddy well end at the cliff ..
#fiction
#historical
81 reads
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Zazzles
Broomie
Broomie
Poem Published
8th Jul 2018 6:26am
8th Jul 2018 6:26am
The Awakening The Dup Murders Last Page
After catching everyone up to speed
Hades led the DIE team towards the cellar to see if the red key opens the door to the dungeon entrance which hasn’t been open since the day of the murders. Everyone was really excited, ready to help in any way they could They all followed Hades, having once been a Guardian Of Shadows himself he knows his way around the entire castle. Once on the move Zazzles said we need to visit someone, lucky for them, she’d been seen on the boards as recently as this afternoon. Dups very own Seer, we need answers and we need them now....
Hades led the DIE team towards the cellar to see if the red key opens the door to the dungeon entrance which hasn’t been open since the day of the murders. Everyone was really excited, ready to help in any way they could They all followed Hades, having once been a Guardian Of Shadows himself he knows his way around the entire castle. Once on the move Zazzles said we need to visit someone, lucky for them, she’d been seen on the boards as recently as this afternoon. Dups very own Seer, we need answers and we need them now....
#fiction
684 reads
18 Comments
InDreamz
Poem Published
6th Aug 2020 3:44pm
6th Aug 2020 3:44pm
... at least we have it in poetry (Collab with DevilsChild)
The evening sky was splattered
with soft strokes of pastel hues
when my eyes fell on your poetic spill
flowing across the
luminescent screen,
carrying me along with their whispers
of desire and yearning
mesmerising metaphors, exotic imageries
caught me in your quill
With each verse I descended deeper
and deeper
into your being
Set in a trance like the whirling dervishes
losing myself was all I wanted
in the ever spinning vortex of your ink
I just knew those words
were meant for me
and that ...
with soft strokes of pastel hues
when my eyes fell on your poetic spill
flowing across the
luminescent screen,
carrying me along with their whispers
of desire and yearning
mesmerising metaphors, exotic imageries
caught me in your quill
With each verse I descended deeper
and deeper
into your being
Set in a trance like the whirling dervishes
losing myself was all I wanted
in the ever spinning vortex of your ink
I just knew those words
were meant for me
and that ...
#fiction
#ForbiddenLove
#collaboration
574 reads
10 Comments
poeticdelight
Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
26th Sep 2024 2:57pm
26th Sep 2024 2:57pm
Dumb stories for the smart ones
Virtual boy
two young lovers made internet marriage
the party held in a spider's carriage
but, then they never met
married over the net
had a virtual boy of miscarriage
Golden belly
a women made a medical scanner
in her body something abnormal
the doctor screamed like hell:
" there is gold. i can tell !!! "
so, i must dig deep in your stomach
Rehearsals
the teacher shouted out in the classroom
i need this to be written out too soon
and there was dead silence
a...
two young lovers made internet marriage
the party held in a spider's carriage
but, then they never met
married over the net
had a virtual boy of miscarriage
Golden belly
a women made a medical scanner
in her body something abnormal
the doctor screamed like hell:
" there is gold. i can tell !!! "
so, i must dig deep in your stomach
Rehearsals
the teacher shouted out in the classroom
i need this to be written out too soon
and there was dead silence
a...
#fiction
#funny
#limerick
97 reads
5 Comments
RyanBlackborough
Poem Published
18th Jun 2024 9:07am
18th Jun 2024 9:07am
La muse bouche
I say to le "grand fromage".
You and your pastiche attachè.
You with all your rakish, cliche.
You think you're so Debonair.
You with another au pair.
You and one more rendezvous.
You again it's déjà vu.
You and another faux pas.
You always with Au revoir.
I say so much "bon voyage".
You and your pastiche attachè.
You with all your rakish, cliche.
You think you're so Debonair.
You with another au pair.
You and one more rendezvous.
You again it's déjà vu.
You and another faux pas.
You always with Au revoir.
I say so much "bon voyage".
#fiction
89 reads
2 Comments
Grace
IDryad
IDryad
Poem Published
11th Nov 2024 10:27am
11th Nov 2024 10:27am
The Whispering Waterfall Part 1
A long time ago, when we were young children, my parents sold their rubber plantation as they wanted to tend paddy fields. They bought a piece of land with four acres of paddy fields.
The house that my parents built was at the side of a hill, with a beautiful water source. There were two waterfalls there with one that was so beautiful and cool that we frequented the place as children. We could stay all day there if our parents didn’t call us to come home.
I always felt that the waterfall was in a mystical forest, thevhauntingly beautiful waterfall was known as Whispering Falls. In...
The house that my parents built was at the side of a hill, with a beautiful water source. There were two waterfalls there with one that was so beautiful and cool that we frequented the place as children. We could stay all day there if our parents didn’t call us to come home.
I always felt that the waterfall was in a mystical forest, thevhauntingly beautiful waterfall was known as Whispering Falls. In...
#fiction
#LifeAsAWriter
84 reads
7 Comments
Strangeways_Rob
Poem Published
22nd Apr 2021 7:53pm
22nd Apr 2021 7:53pm
Shooting Fish in a Barrel
BANG! His drunken form swallowed the bedroom. She slunk deep into nest of pillows and duvet. Nightly ritual began. She recoiled at each approaching footstep. He stealthily reached for the gun. He enjoyed her screams and pleas as he pulled trigger. Volley of blanks broke the silence.
BANG! Nerves frayed, she ate another Valium breakfast. In a cloudy haze she decided. She would swap the blanks for real bullets.
BANG! Sat at the bar, complaining vehemently that the beer was too warm, his mind cranked through devious levers. ‘Oh yes,’ he roared deep inside. ‘Tonight I will...
BANG! Nerves frayed, she ate another Valium breakfast. In a cloudy haze she decided. She would swap the blanks for real bullets.
BANG! Sat at the bar, complaining vehemently that the beer was too warm, his mind cranked through devious levers. ‘Oh yes,’ he roared deep inside. ‘Tonight I will...
#dark
#fiction
437 reads
7 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
25th Nov 2024 1:42pm
25th Nov 2024 1:42pm
Tops & Tails
They gathered in a room of the hotel that served as a sort of dressing room for waitresses, who functioned essentially as entertainers. The girls weren't dressed in formal wear but in a showgirl ensemble that combined tops and tails with fishnet stockings. A few of the more imposing waitresses even wielded canes like Old Hollywood tap dancers.
Mrs Berkeley sailed into the room, all frontage and steerage. Her chest and rear were of proportions that the girls in her care could only have nightmares about. She wore her hair in the tortured bob of women her age and size. She was...
Mrs Berkeley sailed into the room, all frontage and steerage. Her chest and rear were of proportions that the girls in her care could only have nightmares about. She wore her hair in the tortured bob of women her age and size. She was...
#fiction
#revenge
#ShortStory #violence
#ShortStory #violence
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