Long Nonfiction Poems
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#historical
Long nonfiction poems. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
Rew
Poem Published
21st Apr 2024 6:03pm
21st Apr 2024 6:03pm
The Midnight Shift.
My Great-great-grandfather...
" There warra tip by Miggy wood
dug out o Miggy mine
an it were girtly big, like a mountain stood,
an it smouldered all the time.
(belching sulphurous fumes reeking of hell )
Coals were mined there since ancient days
people lived, worked there and died,
and a village grew and was known as Middleton
cos it grew twixt pit and slag-pile
(their...
" There warra tip by Miggy wood
dug out o Miggy mine
an it were girtly big, like a mountain stood,
an it smouldered all the time.
(belching sulphurous fumes reeking of hell )
Coals were mined there since ancient days
people lived, worked there and died,
and a village grew and was known as Middleton
cos it grew twixt pit and slag-pile
(their...
#historical
#nonfiction
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toniscales
Lost Girl
Lost Girl
Poem Published
17th Apr 2024 3:06am
17th Apr 2024 3:06am
April 16, 2024
Attempting to journal again for the first time in so very many years…
It just all starts to crumble when my daughter’s fiance comes home from work in the afternoons. They will go into their bedroom to be alone together for the rest of the night, which is clearly understandable and something I want to be able to give them without annoyance or interruption or being a burden…
But then, I am alone.
I have my interests to keep me busy… But I am mentally ill, and when left alone, my thoughts can travel to dark places.
I am 50 now. Still struggling with...
It just all starts to crumble when my daughter’s fiance comes home from work in the afternoons. They will go into their bedroom to be alone together for the rest of the night, which is clearly understandable and something I want to be able to give them without annoyance or interruption or being a burden…
But then, I am alone.
I have my interests to keep me busy… But I am mentally ill, and when left alone, my thoughts can travel to dark places.
I am 50 now. Still struggling with...
#SelfReflection
#nonfiction
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
28th Mar 2024 7:24pm
28th Mar 2024 7:24pm
Dillweed or Dickweed
Hi. Today I'm going to discuss these two weeds.
What is Dill Weed?
Dill Weed is an herb that belongs to the Apiaceae family. It's native to the Mediterranean region and used in numerous cuisines worldwide.
Example- Stir in the beef stew, water, potatoes, carrots, corn, salt, pepper & Dill Weed.
What is a Dillweed? A Dillweed is an inept, foolish, buffoon or an incapable jackass!
Example- Look at this Dillweed, he forgot to put shoes on before going to work.
What is Dick Weed?
...
What is Dill Weed?
Dill Weed is an herb that belongs to the Apiaceae family. It's native to the Mediterranean region and used in numerous cuisines worldwide.
Example- Stir in the beef stew, water, potatoes, carrots, corn, salt, pepper & Dill Weed.
What is a Dillweed? A Dillweed is an inept, foolish, buffoon or an incapable jackass!
Example- Look at this Dillweed, he forgot to put shoes on before going to work.
What is Dick Weed?
...
#parody
#satirical
#nonfiction
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Naajir
Poem Published
2nd Mar 2024 7:12pm
2nd Mar 2024 7:12pm
Damaged Goods
her body language said it all
she wanted to stay..
and if truth be told...i wanted her to stay
but while sticking to the truth
i knew we were two strays
seeking some form of...redemption..
maybe that's not the best word
but it's all this shell of a man can spare in this moment
fresh of the break up with my daughter's mother
all i could do was drink party and drown my failures
in Seagram's Gin, loud music and new pussy..
fucking for the sake of forgetfulness..
life...
she wanted to stay..
and if truth be told...i wanted her to stay
but while sticking to the truth
i knew we were two strays
seeking some form of...redemption..
maybe that's not the best word
but it's all this shell of a man can spare in this moment
fresh of the break up with my daughter's mother
all i could do was drink party and drown my failures
in Seagram's Gin, loud music and new pussy..
fucking for the sake of forgetfulness..
life...
#regret
#breakup
#alcohol
#honesty
#nonfiction
294 reads
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Confluence
Poem Published
26th Dec 2023 6:27am
26th Dec 2023 6:27am
Unbroken
maybe our moon
will spill rhapsodic sentiments
of soul-whistled music throughout
the night filled with seductive notes
fingering hidden keys of
verses saturated with heady emotions
pulsing..rhythmic...steady
filling beds of unlined sheets
underlined through the abyss of
strained memories...pained and pleasured
stretching a spectrum of
such pretty thoughts & fiery veins
and yet...
desire was left hamstrung
the depth of our roots was lacking ...
will spill rhapsodic sentiments
of soul-whistled music throughout
the night filled with seductive notes
fingering hidden keys of
verses saturated with heady emotions
pulsing..rhythmic...steady
filling beds of unlined sheets
underlined through the abyss of
strained memories...pained and pleasured
stretching a spectrum of
such pretty thoughts & fiery veins
and yet...
desire was left hamstrung
the depth of our roots was lacking ...
#music
#lover
#dance
#nonfiction
#dark
335 reads
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TodaysTomSawy3r
Tom Sawyer
Tom Sawyer
Poem Published
27th Aug 2023 9:39am
27th Aug 2023 9:39am
"Smash Mouth" (Parody of "All Star" by Smash Mouth)
#politics
#GunControl
#America
#prison
#nonfiction
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VeronikaB
Poem Published
22nd Aug 2023 7:37pm
22nd Aug 2023 7:37pm
Canvas
a brief history of the English word canvas, including what sailing, painting, and the American flag have in common with jeans and politics
When Christopher Columbus set sails in 1492 to discover a new route to India his ships were powered by wind and canvas. Renaissance artists of the same era painted their masterpieces on canvas. Canvas was still used by the Dutch masters Vincent Van Gogh and Rembrandt in the 17th century.
Betsy Ross wasn’t an artist. But in the biography of the word ‘canvas’ she has a unique place. Her name is remembered for sewing the first American...
When Christopher Columbus set sails in 1492 to discover a new route to India his ships were powered by wind and canvas. Renaissance artists of the same era painted their masterpieces on canvas. Canvas was still used by the Dutch masters Vincent Van Gogh and Rembrandt in the 17th century.
Betsy Ross wasn’t an artist. But in the biography of the word ‘canvas’ she has a unique place. Her name is remembered for sewing the first American...
#narrative
#PowerOfWords
#historical #nonfiction
#historical #nonfiction
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randyjohnson
Poem Published
29th Jul 2023 5:45pm
29th Jul 2023 5:45pm
My Atari 2600
Forty years ago tonight was a very special day for me. On July 29, 1983, Mom bought gifts for my brother and I. I received an Atari 2600 and my brother received a boombox. I had wanted an Atari 2600 for two years and it was finally going to happen. I was going to get an Atari 2600.
But a couple of things really bugged me. On the night when I got my Atari 2600, my uncle and his family arrived for a visit. That delayed me from getting my 2600. When they left, we went to Kmart to get my Atari and my brother's boombox. But when we returned to our car to leave, Dad had a flat tire and...
But a couple of things really bugged me. On the night when I got my Atari 2600, my uncle and his family arrived for a visit. That delayed me from getting my 2600. When they left, we went to Kmart to get my Atari and my brother's boombox. But when we returned to our car to leave, Dad had a flat tire and...
#anniversary
#memories
#nostalgia #nonfiction
#nostalgia #nonfiction
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Countrygirl96
Poem Published
4th May 2023 8:49pm
4th May 2023 8:49pm
My Dearest Fred
My Dearst Fred,
First let me start off by thanking you for your 23 years of friendship. It's hard to fathom that you are not longer here. My heartaches as I think of the laughs we shared and times we shared. Those memories I will cherish in my heart forever. I am writing this letter for a different reason than to say goodbye. I am writing to tell you...You're friendship saved my life. You see in my junior year of high school my mental health began to tank. I was bullied in class for being to big, I was told I would never have a job with dealing numbers because my math skills would...
First let me start off by thanking you for your 23 years of friendship. It's hard to fathom that you are not longer here. My heartaches as I think of the laughs we shared and times we shared. Those memories I will cherish in my heart forever. I am writing this letter for a different reason than to say goodbye. I am writing to tell you...You're friendship saved my life. You see in my junior year of high school my mental health began to tank. I was bullied in class for being to big, I was told I would never have a job with dealing numbers because my math skills would...
#grief
#nonfiction
#bittersweet
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PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
13th Apr 2023 4:10pm
13th Apr 2023 4:10pm
Cunny and Bunny
Cunny was an ambitious young man from the country. He lived in a district called Hopewell in the parish of Hanover. His real name was Junior, and he considered himself a funny man. Although he was twenty years old, he had grey beard and grey hair, and he said that premature greying ran in the family. Cunny claimed that he could sing well, and he wanted to become a professional singer.
The strange thing was that nobody in the community had ever heard him sing. Someone told Cunny about a recording studio somewhere in St. Ann, so he decided to go to the studio and speak to the...
The strange thing was that nobody in the community had ever heard him sing. Someone told Cunny about a recording studio somewhere in St. Ann, so he decided to go to the studio and speak to the...
#animals
#funny
#prose
#travel
#nonfiction
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Write-On
Poem Published
30th Mar 2023 5:13am
30th Mar 2023 5:13am
A post
6/7/23
Hey, it's Em-ily/ Cloven_Zonkle/ Neoma/ Etc)
Funny, i was just going to come on then slink away but i read your latest poem and it moved me to write you. What a coincidence! On Friday I'm getting baptized into that very Church of which you write (The "Mormons"). You see, books are all just books, and no religious truth is empirically, unassailably, "verifiable". The salient part of a religion is what occurs within the individual...
Hey, it's Em-ily/ Cloven_Zonkle/ Neoma/ Etc)
Funny, i was just going to come on then slink away but i read your latest poem and it moved me to write you. What a coincidence! On Friday I'm getting baptized into that very Church of which you write (The "Mormons"). You see, books are all just books, and no religious truth is empirically, unassailably, "verifiable". The salient part of a religion is what occurs within the individual...
#spiritual
#nonfiction
178 reads
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randyjohnson
Poem Published
18th Jan 2023 6:56pm
18th Jan 2023 6:56pm
On The Buses
On The Buses is a British sitcom. It is one of the very best Britcoms that has ever been made. It aired from 1969 to 1973 and seventy-four episodes were made. Three movies were also made about this show. They are titled "On The Buses", "Mutiny On The Buses" and "Holiday On The Buses". Sadly, all of the cast members of that sitcom are deceased.
Reg Varney starred as Stan Butler. He died on November 16, 2008 after having a chest infection. He was ninety-two years old. Varney was in his fifties when he started starring in "On The Buses", but he wore make-up to make him look like he...
Reg Varney starred as Stan Butler. He died on November 16, 2008 after having a chest infection. He was ninety-two years old. Varney was in his fifties when he started starring in "On The Buses", but he wore make-up to make him look like he...
#Britain
#nonfiction
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DU Poetry : Long Nonfiction Poems
