Nonfiction Poetry
#nonfiction
Nonfiction poetry, here you'll find poems about facts, real events and true stories. Informative and factual, nonfiction poetry and short stories, on a range of subjects.
King Crimson- In The Wake Of Poseidon
During the US tour in late 1969, King Crimson imploded. Ian McDonald and Michael Giles had too much too soon and would depart to record an eponymous record. Similarly, Greg Lake had met up with Keith Emerson (formerly of The Nice) while on tour and agreed to form a band upon their return to the UK. (Emerson, Lake & Palmer) Robert Fripp & Peter Sinfield were left with the reigns of the band and faced the task of recording the follow-up. (though both Lake & Giles did make contributions to the album with the latter's brother Peter adding bass). In March of 1970 Robert Fripp was asked...
#historical
#music
#narrative #nonfiction
#narrative #nonfiction
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King Crimson- In The Court Of The Crimson King
King Crimson were an English based Progressive Rock band that formed in London in 1968.
The roots of King Crimson start pre-1969 with the light-weight, pop efforts of Giles, Giles & Fripp. After failing to get any gigs what so ever and receiving a dismal response from anyone who heard them, Pete Giles left. Around the end of 1968 Pete's brother Mike and Robert Fripp conceived King Crimson and added Ian McDonald on reeds, Greg Lake on bass and vocals and lyricist Peter Sinfield, who was McDonald's songwriting partner became the bands fifth member. King Crimson was born.
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The roots of King Crimson start pre-1969 with the light-weight, pop efforts of Giles, Giles & Fripp. After failing to get any gigs what so ever and receiving a dismal response from anyone who heard them, Pete Giles left. Around the end of 1968 Pete's brother Mike and Robert Fripp conceived King Crimson and added Ian McDonald on reeds, Greg Lake on bass and vocals and lyricist Peter Sinfield, who was McDonald's songwriting partner became the bands fifth member. King Crimson was born.
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#historical
#music
#narrative #nonfiction
#narrative #nonfiction
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My Thought For Today: Trauma Therapy is Like Truth Serum
Someone once told me that wine is like truth serum because when you drink it, all your deepest secrets and desires are made known. At the time I was terrified. Not me, no way. I wasn’t drinking alcohol at the time, but just the thought that my secrets would be let loose was too much to think about. Not my secrets, those dark thoughts, those images, the things that have happened to me, the things that I’ve done and how I felt about all of it…no freakin’ way was I taking any chances. No wine for me.
I’ve never had a drinking problem but I definitely have an addictive personality and...
I’ve never had a drinking problem but I definitely have an addictive personality and...
#nonfiction
#PTSD
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How I Feel About This Year's Election
I should have
known that it was a bad
idea to vote for who should be
our next president. At least, our soon to be former
vice president was unable to do
any crimes against her
own country.
known that it was a bad
idea to vote for who should be
our next president. At least, our soon to be former
vice president was unable to do
any crimes against her
own country.
#dialogue
#disappointment
#freedom
#nonfiction
#politics
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My Thought for Today: When Words are Used as Weapons
Words can wound, it’s as simple as that. Some much deeper than others. I’ve been annihilated by a few perfectly placed words. But mostly, it was the subtle, off handed remarks that let me know how insignificant I was to someone that buried me.
I’ve been known to have a cutting tongue myself. I can slice a heart in a millisecond. Ironic, considering mine was usually lying at my feet broken into hundreds of tiny pieces as I was attempting to gather them so I could stitch it back together again. Or was it?
Those missiles that flew out of my mouth on their search and...
I’ve been known to have a cutting tongue myself. I can slice a heart in a millisecond. Ironic, considering mine was usually lying at my feet broken into hundreds of tiny pieces as I was attempting to gather them so I could stitch it back together again. Or was it?
Those missiles that flew out of my mouth on their search and...
#regret
#sadness
#narrative #nonfiction
#narrative #nonfiction
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My New House, with an extra bonus (collab with AfterSexDilemma)
I bought this house
It was so damn cheap
But never thought
This place would give me the creeps
When I opened the gate on the floor
And climbed down the stairs
I switched on the lights to see
I think I'm gonna have nightmares
The walls with hanging bodies
Jars filled with chloroform
With fetuses and body parts
Children preserved, born deformed
What kind of wicked mind
Could arrange such a place
A twisted human survey
Images seen, difficult to erase
The flickering of lights
A dead flower...
It was so damn cheap
But never thought
This place would give me the creeps
When I opened the gate on the floor
And climbed down the stairs
I switched on the lights to see
I think I'm gonna have nightmares
The walls with hanging bodies
Jars filled with chloroform
With fetuses and body parts
Children preserved, born deformed
What kind of wicked mind
Could arrange such a place
A twisted human survey
Images seen, difficult to erase
The flickering of lights
A dead flower...
#evil
#home
#horror
#nonfiction
#rhyming
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TOOT FOR TRUTH
Toot for truth
In all you do
As one who toots his fluted flute.
A shoot for truth
Spooks the mute
As one who blocks truth
Loses a few.
Shrew the truth
Shrewds the brute.
Let’s toot for truth
Like morning dew
Freedom will pay the nightly due.
Paint the truth
Oh, look how cute!
Translucent lights of colorful hues!
In suppressing the truth
Lies the roots
Of the quickly sprouts of venomous fruit
Looted by deceptive gnuts!
Toot for truth
As you would a fluted flute
For...
In all you do
As one who toots his fluted flute.
A shoot for truth
Spooks the mute
As one who blocks truth
Loses a few.
Shrew the truth
Shrewds the brute.
Let’s toot for truth
Like morning dew
Freedom will pay the nightly due.
Paint the truth
Oh, look how cute!
Translucent lights of colorful hues!
In suppressing the truth
Lies the roots
Of the quickly sprouts of venomous fruit
Looted by deceptive gnuts!
Toot for truth
As you would a fluted flute
For...
#inspirational
#nonfiction
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Not The Teflon Don Anymore
John Gotti thought that
he's the one Mafia don
who's untouchable...
But that's before he got booked
for Paul Castellano's death.
he's the one Mafia don
who's untouchable...
But that's before he got booked
for Paul Castellano's death.
#death
#dialogue
#ignorance
#nonfiction
#tanka
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Gacy
#dark
#evil
#illness
#murder
#nonfiction
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The Last Upper
Jesus had a huge supper, with large amounts of uppers
Cocaine, amphetamines & methamphetamine
The aliens from our future planet came to visit him on this special day
They offered him food, drink & loads of drugs
Most disciples were upset with this and walked out
A few stayed for the debauchery
There were also punks, metal heads, hip artists and free thinkers at this gathering
Such unity, democracy, in one social gathering
The image I included here is the original Leonardo da Vinci painting that showcased what was really happening during...
Cocaine, amphetamines & methamphetamine
The aliens from our future planet came to visit him on this special day
They offered him food, drink & loads of drugs
Most disciples were upset with this and walked out
A few stayed for the debauchery
There were also punks, metal heads, hip artists and free thinkers at this gathering
Such unity, democracy, in one social gathering
The image I included here is the original Leonardo da Vinci painting that showcased what was really happening during...
#aliens
#God
#nonfiction
#scifi
#TruthOfLife
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My Answer To Your Little Challenge
If I'm not mistaken, the name
of that singer is Gary Puckett
whose band happens to be
"Gary Puckett & The Union Gap".
of that singer is Gary Puckett
whose band happens to be
"Gary Puckett & The Union Gap".
#dialogue
#FreeVerse
#music
#nonfiction
#nostalgia
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Summer's Almost Over
Summer's almost over
I feel like running backwards into it
The nights are getting cooler
Almost sane
People are walking the streets with a weary step
Three weeks ago they were running to the liquor store or running from the police
You would also hear people in their bedrooms fucking or fighting
Now the boss isn't such a bastard
School just started
My wild dreams send me back to sleep
The suicide rate will go down
Marriage & death rate too
It's winding down my friend
I can still hear the echoes of the sun
The screams...
I feel like running backwards into it
The nights are getting cooler
Almost sane
People are walking the streets with a weary step
Three weeks ago they were running to the liquor store or running from the police
You would also hear people in their bedrooms fucking or fighting
Now the boss isn't such a bastard
School just started
My wild dreams send me back to sleep
The suicide rate will go down
Marriage & death rate too
It's winding down my friend
I can still hear the echoes of the sun
The screams...
#city
#home
#narrative
#nonfiction
#summer
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