Fictional Prose
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Short stories and chapters from books and novels
This category is for fictional prose. These are original short stories or chapters from books and novels. The prose in this section covers all genres and subjects. Fiction based prose allows writers to post fantasy stories which are not written in verse, providing an outlet for free flowing thoughts and ideas, outside of poetic structure.
thewatcher33
Poem Published
18th Nov 2018 7:31pm
18th Nov 2018 7:31pm
GOOD VIBRATIONS
#sensual
46 reads
1 Comment
goldenmyst
Poem Published
15th Nov 2018 4:56am
15th Nov 2018 4:56am
Falafel Distractions
Falafel Distractions
A burgundy sparkle is reflected in her dark eyes. Their lives are adrift in this culinary moment. They find solace in falafel distractions. Tofu sautéed in soy sauce provides the deception that it has a flavor of its own. Slippery words spill across the table to stain the empty canvas of their virginal encounter. First impression mirages glimmer across the linen tablecloth ocean. In the distance, a foghorn tells them they are too close to the shore and in danger of being shipwrecked. But they hold onto the ritual of dating like capsized sailors on life...
A burgundy sparkle is reflected in her dark eyes. Their lives are adrift in this culinary moment. They find solace in falafel distractions. Tofu sautéed in soy sauce provides the deception that it has a flavor of its own. Slippery words spill across the table to stain the empty canvas of their virginal encounter. First impression mirages glimmer across the linen tablecloth ocean. In the distance, a foghorn tells them they are too close to the shore and in danger of being shipwrecked. But they hold onto the ritual of dating like capsized sailors on life...
#loneliness
#romantic
#silence
#alcohol
#food
39 reads
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randomMeAndBob
Poem Published
15th Nov 2018 00:28am
15th Nov 2018 00:28am
scare me (fear me, you look better when you cry)
There's really nothing Left.
The engine of our last hope being shoved through the front seat crushed Michael with it. And somewhere in these woods, Mathew is still burning. His charred corpse still behind my eyelids, roasted flesh caught in my lungs.
It's all I can Smell.
Ashley with the eggshell eyes and nerdy jokes now can't say much of anything. The box cutter guaranteed that the Funeral be closed casket.
As for mine,
I don't think they'll find the body.
There's nowhere to Run.
...
The engine of our last hope being shoved through the front seat crushed Michael with it. And somewhere in these woods, Mathew is still burning. His charred corpse still behind my eyelids, roasted flesh caught in my lungs.
It's all I can Smell.
Ashley with the eggshell eyes and nerdy jokes now can't say much of anything. The box cutter guaranteed that the Funeral be closed casket.
As for mine,
I don't think they'll find the body.
There's nowhere to Run.
...
#murder
#Halloween
#scary #ShortStory
#scary #ShortStory
27 reads
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Timagination543
Poem Published
13th Nov 2018 3:56am
13th Nov 2018 3:56am
The empty red seat
I remember rain tapping the diner window. The smooth white table we sat at held ketchup, salt, and a declaration of her mournful face cradled in the palm of her hand.
The menu appeared as eye-catching as a butterfly in the dark to her. Her dull eyes would only scan the cars outside drifting by like weary clouds.
The checkered floor looked ready to fall one by one at the slightest push. But it was us who'd fallen. Each piece out of place through years of doubt and frustration.
In the past, our time together flew by, and any silence between us...
The menu appeared as eye-catching as a butterfly in the dark to her. Her dull eyes would only scan the cars outside drifting by like weary clouds.
The checkered floor looked ready to fall one by one at the slightest push. But it was us who'd fallen. Each piece out of place through years of doubt and frustration.
In the past, our time together flew by, and any silence between us...
#breakup
55 reads
10 Comments
EdibleWords
Poem Published
12th Nov 2018 10:10pm
12th Nov 2018 10:10pm
Pig in a Web, Scene 21: the last scene!!
Scene 21:
Sheep 1: Things had really turned around for Heather's family and Mel.
Sheep 2: However, things were just starting to heat up with the strange arachnid invasion, bringing more drama for their online futures.
Sheep 3: It's seems like a perfect time for the final scene of this play. And there's the family, having a picnic under Mel’s old oak. There's even apples and ham sandwiches!
Scooter and Willy are playing with a red ball in the distance behind the picnic blanket.
Daddy farmer: This is a lovely picnic we have set up here, with so many of our...
Sheep 1: Things had really turned around for Heather's family and Mel.
Sheep 2: However, things were just starting to heat up with the strange arachnid invasion, bringing more drama for their online futures.
Sheep 3: It's seems like a perfect time for the final scene of this play. And there's the family, having a picnic under Mel’s old oak. There's even apples and ham sandwiches!
Scooter and Willy are playing with a red ball in the distance behind the picnic blanket.
Daddy farmer: This is a lovely picnic we have set up here, with so many of our...
#parody
#satirical
#funny
23 reads
2 Comments
EdibleWords
Poem Published
12th Nov 2018 3:13pm
12th Nov 2018 3:13pm
Pig in a Web, scene 20
Scene 20:
Chaz, mommy and daddy, and Mel are all sitting at daddy farmer’s kitchen table again.
Chaz: I'm really sorry about all this. I know what good family you are. You are my family, and I'll always have your backs. Just sign here and here and we can be wrapped up.
Daddy farmer: You want to know why Mel is here? Because we don't need your pity. We have our own way of dealing with things. We aren't going to lose anything today. If i had to, I could write you a big fat cheque. Life is going well these days, with over 100,000 subscribers following us on YouTube...
Chaz, mommy and daddy, and Mel are all sitting at daddy farmer’s kitchen table again.
Chaz: I'm really sorry about all this. I know what good family you are. You are my family, and I'll always have your backs. Just sign here and here and we can be wrapped up.
Daddy farmer: You want to know why Mel is here? Because we don't need your pity. We have our own way of dealing with things. We aren't going to lose anything today. If i had to, I could write you a big fat cheque. Life is going well these days, with over 100,000 subscribers following us on YouTube...
#parody
#satirical
#funny
29 reads
2 Comments
nightbirdblue
Poem Published
10th Nov 2018 9:10pm
10th Nov 2018 9:10pm
StrangeBirds: Inception
Breaking news! Today we wake up to the brutal title “God Particle Discovered! No Hope for the Human Race!” plastered over our windows, screaming from the trees, auto-toned through the tube, broadcasted from loudspeakers…
-- Lord Johnatron and his sidekick Audbot were up to no good. With the royal announcement of morality’s end, they had much work to do…
There was a rustling of papers from the next room. Audbot could distinguish it only as a maniacal frenzy. Lord Johnatron was searching through past years’ newspapers for shreds of what was to come.
...
-- Lord Johnatron and his sidekick Audbot were up to no good. With the royal announcement of morality’s end, they had much work to do…
There was a rustling of papers from the next room. Audbot could distinguish it only as a maniacal frenzy. Lord Johnatron was searching through past years’ newspapers for shreds of what was to come.
...
#fiction
#ShortStory
#humankind #revolution
#humankind #revolution
55 reads
4 Comments
EdibleWords
Poem Published
10th Nov 2018 8:24pm
10th Nov 2018 8:24pm
Pig in a Web, scene 19
Scene 19:
Sheep 1: Midnight might be gone, but her symbols lingered on as her last moments on earth went viral. Two days and over ten thousand subscribers later Mel finally figured out how to monetize daddy farmer’s video.
Sheep 2: She even bought Mommy clients original video and uploaded it.
Sheep 3: But despite daddy farmers best efforts Heather and Ben found out right away and decided to sneak out to investigate for themselves, bringing scooter along at 3:00 am.
The barn door creaks and bangs open in an annoyingly partial way. Ben and Heather come through with camera...
Sheep 1: Midnight might be gone, but her symbols lingered on as her last moments on earth went viral. Two days and over ten thousand subscribers later Mel finally figured out how to monetize daddy farmer’s video.
Sheep 2: She even bought Mommy clients original video and uploaded it.
Sheep 3: But despite daddy farmers best efforts Heather and Ben found out right away and decided to sneak out to investigate for themselves, bringing scooter along at 3:00 am.
The barn door creaks and bangs open in an annoyingly partial way. Ben and Heather come through with camera...
#parody
#satirical
#funny
24 reads
0 Comments
Voodoopunk
Poem Published
8th Nov 2018 5:29am
8th Nov 2018 5:29am
Ghost Disease
A rare illness, with a total of 200 documented sufferers. The cause is currently unknown, and it seems to be something that patients get within the first few months of being born. Outward symptoms appear around the age of 8, but if a doctor knows what they’re looking for, it can be detected as soon as it first infects a child.
Symptoms include: irises, hair, and/or skin slowly changing color (usually to an unusual if not outright unnatural one), non-permanent and non-painful (patients report a feeling as if the affected area has fallen asleep) “detachment” of the limbs or head with no...
Symptoms include: irises, hair, and/or skin slowly changing color (usually to an unusual if not outright unnatural one), non-permanent and non-painful (patients report a feeling as if the affected area has fallen asleep) “detachment” of the limbs or head with no...
#fiction
#illness
42 reads
1 Comment
rozetta
Poem Published
7th Nov 2018 6:08am
7th Nov 2018 6:08am
second meeting with the skald
i wanted things then,
a white vortex of wishes!
glory endlessly rings,
these hands still shake,
in bare, exalting cold!
i heard that skald's song,
why can't that be enough!
a white vortex of wishes!
glory endlessly rings,
these hands still shake,
in bare, exalting cold!
i heard that skald's song,
why can't that be enough!
#love
36 reads
EdibleWords
Poem Published
5th Nov 2018 3:12pm
5th Nov 2018 3:12pm
Pig in a Web, scenes 17 & 18
Scene 17
It's dark in the barn when the barn door creaks open, and bangs to an awkward stop. Outside the light is dimming, and a bat flutter is heard, to the surprise of a female voice.
Mel: ahhh! My nerves! Im getting creeped out again right away. But wait until you see the symbols in the spiderwebs!
Daddy farmer: hold on. Can i get some footage of this on my phone?
Mel: Sure, just take care. You could trip! It's dim and messy in here. I'll hold a flashlight for us both.
Mel clicks on a flashlight under her face, then turns and illuminates under the chin of...
It's dark in the barn when the barn door creaks open, and bangs to an awkward stop. Outside the light is dimming, and a bat flutter is heard, to the surprise of a female voice.
Mel: ahhh! My nerves! Im getting creeped out again right away. But wait until you see the symbols in the spiderwebs!
Daddy farmer: hold on. Can i get some footage of this on my phone?
Mel: Sure, just take care. You could trip! It's dim and messy in here. I'll hold a flashlight for us both.
Mel clicks on a flashlight under her face, then turns and illuminates under the chin of...
#parody
#satirical
#funny
33 reads
0 Comments
thewatcher33
Poem Published
3rd Nov 2018 5:55am
3rd Nov 2018 5:55am
NEIGHBOR KNOWS MY NAME
#BDSM
#FallingInLove
88 reads
2 Comments
DU Poetry : Fictional Prose: Short Stories and Chapters from Books and Novels
