Fictional Prose
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Short stories and chapters from books and novels
goldenmyst
Poem Published
24th Feb 2021 1:33pm
24th Feb 2021 1:33pm
Dream 2-24-21
Dream 2-24-21
Dreamed last night that for the second time in my life I set out for a large city to make my fortune or at least get a job. This time I headed to San Francisco to stay with my cousin who still lived in an apartment with his wife there. But I got homesick as I wandered the parks of the city feeling very much alone. On my walk back to my cousin’s apartment I ran into his roommate who looked like a punk rocker. He was concerned that I would stick them for my part of the rent. I figured I could put fifty dollars toward it which would be a pittance portion. When I got back...
Dreamed last night that for the second time in my life I set out for a large city to make my fortune or at least get a job. This time I headed to San Francisco to stay with my cousin who still lived in an apartment with his wife there. But I got homesick as I wandered the parks of the city feeling very much alone. On my walk back to my cousin’s apartment I ran into his roommate who looked like a punk rocker. He was concerned that I would stick them for my part of the rent. I figured I could put fifty dollars toward it which would be a pittance portion. When I got back...
#family
#dreams
#city
#memories
#travel
16 reads
4 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
24th Feb 2021 00:42am
24th Feb 2021 00:42am
My Sweet Valentine (Part IV of Part V)
#love
#UnrequitedLove
#ForbiddenLove
35 reads
8 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
21st Feb 2021 8:46pm
21st Feb 2021 8:46pm
My Sweet Valentine (Part III of Part V)
#rejection
#lover
#UnrequitedLove
41 reads
1 Comment
Write-On
Poem Published
20th Feb 2021 3:08pm
20th Feb 2021 3:08pm
Atrocity Exhibition, Chapter 1, page 8.
Atrocity Exhibition, Chapter 1, page 8.
#books
20 reads
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
20th Feb 2021 2:23am
20th Feb 2021 2:23am
My Sweet Valentine (Part II of Part V)
#lover
#UnrequitedLove
#passion
47 reads
4 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
19th Feb 2021 2:19am
19th Feb 2021 2:19am
My Sweet Valentine (Part I of Part V)
HAMPTONS, NEW YORK
Two Months Later
Darla rested the towel on the table. She stood back and looked at her creativity.
She looked around her son’s nursery. She felt over her stomach. “I will be very happy when I can see my feet again and see you of course.”
Her telephone rang.
She walked out the nursery and entered her bedroom. She walked over to the nightstand and reached down for the telephone receiver. She lifted it and placed it up to her ear.
“Hello.”
“Good morning mommy-to-be.”
“Oh, you have jokes.”
...
Two Months Later
Darla rested the towel on the table. She stood back and looked at her creativity.
She looked around her son’s nursery. She felt over her stomach. “I will be very happy when I can see my feet again and see you of course.”
Her telephone rang.
She walked out the nursery and entered her bedroom. She walked over to the nightstand and reached down for the telephone receiver. She lifted it and placed it up to her ear.
“Hello.”
“Good morning mommy-to-be.”
“Oh, you have jokes.”
...
#rejection
#lover
#UnrequitedLove #ForbiddenLove
#UnrequitedLove #ForbiddenLove
40 reads
1 Comment
missjem56
Poem Published
19th Feb 2021 1:25am
19th Feb 2021 1:25am
The Three Doors
Wandering through a small forest
I came across an old gnarled tree
As i drew even closer
It had a doorway i could see
It was all wonky, and misshapen
My curiosity took control
As i pushed it wide open
It swallowed me whole
I was sucked into a world of cats
Some were flying, some sound asleep
And others were simply walking around
With purrings so very deep
Others gently brushed my legs
Guiding me like that
Leading me to another cat
Which was sat upon a mat
This cat then spoke to me
Saying "i purr therefore i...
I came across an old gnarled tree
As i drew even closer
It had a doorway i could see
It was all wonky, and misshapen
My curiosity took control
As i pushed it wide open
It swallowed me whole
I was sucked into a world of cats
Some were flying, some sound asleep
And others were simply walking around
With purrings so very deep
Others gently brushed my legs
Guiding me like that
Leading me to another cat
Which was sat upon a mat
This cat then spoke to me
Saying "i purr therefore i...
#cats
#ghosts
#fairies
#mystery
#surreal
23 reads
3 Comments
Razzerleaf
Poem Published
18th Feb 2021 9:37pm
18th Feb 2021 9:37pm
Covert operations ( Hugger-mugger)
Every light in the house was on. The fancy dress had spilled out onto the front lawn. Juliet was screaming expletives at a drunken Romeo. Thankfully they were drowned out by music that met us in the drive way. It was so loud that the garage doors vibrated like the skin of a steel bass drum. We pushed our way through the front door using the sharp end of a Pinot Grigio as a cattle prod. “Has anybody seen the phone?” shouted a beret clad French man heading off upstairs with a string of onions round his neck. I had, it, was heading off up the street with the answering machine, carried by some...
#secrets
24 reads
0 Comments
javalini
Poem Published
18th Feb 2021 8:57pm
18th Feb 2021 8:57pm
FAST FOOD
You flip burgers. That's how you make your living now.
You, with your twenty hours shy of a degree in Psychology.
Your 3.6 GPA. Your $35,000 student loan debt.
Your pride.
Your ambition.
There was a time when high school kids did this job. Now it’s you. Big ol’ balding, fat bellied you.
Big, stupid you.
The man who for some reason, at thirty years of age, just can’t figure it out.
How he got stuck here, in this job.
Or how he lost his wife.
And his kids.
And his...
You, with your twenty hours shy of a degree in Psychology.
Your 3.6 GPA. Your $35,000 student loan debt.
Your pride.
Your ambition.
There was a time when high school kids did this job. Now it’s you. Big ol’ balding, fat bellied you.
Big, stupid you.
The man who for some reason, at thirty years of age, just can’t figure it out.
How he got stuck here, in this job.
Or how he lost his wife.
And his kids.
And his...
#sadness
#rejection
#breakup
32 reads
8 Comments
rabbitquest
Poem Published
18th Feb 2021 8:26pm
18th Feb 2021 8:26pm
AOC and the windmill in me
AOC is directly responsible for the tradgedy unfulding in Texas.
Ted Cruz, as a matter of survival
was forced to travel to Cancun
to escape the life threatening cold.
He told his constituantes to shelter in place.
This can be forgiven, as if he had told them
to flee the cold, there would not have been
enough airplain seats for his own family.
The survival instinct is very strong,
and a natural part of ALL of us.
AOC and her crew have blatently gone a
round promoting the Green New deal,
telling everybody to...
Ted Cruz, as a matter of survival
was forced to travel to Cancun
to escape the life threatening cold.
He told his constituantes to shelter in place.
This can be forgiven, as if he had told them
to flee the cold, there would not have been
enough airplain seats for his own family.
The survival instinct is very strong,
and a natural part of ALL of us.
AOC and her crew have blatently gone a
round promoting the Green New deal,
telling everybody to...
#politics
31 reads
4 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
16th Feb 2021 8:32am
16th Feb 2021 8:32am
the sea of the forgotten
The sea of the forgotten
When I sit on the terrace and the world is silent.
I can hear the ohm of the restless sea filling me with sadness.
It is melancholy the things I left undone
and what I did, unwise as I was.
Today, after many days of rain and fog, the sun shines.
I look at the sea it is post-card idyllic, but I know it’s might.
Relentless it crashes on sharp cliffs and wears them round
and of no hindrance.
In this time of the pandemic, I cannot drive down to the shore
and secretly hope a big surge will reach up and take me home. ...
When I sit on the terrace and the world is silent.
I can hear the ohm of the restless sea filling me with sadness.
It is melancholy the things I left undone
and what I did, unwise as I was.
Today, after many days of rain and fog, the sun shines.
I look at the sea it is post-card idyllic, but I know it’s might.
Relentless it crashes on sharp cliffs and wears them round
and of no hindrance.
In this time of the pandemic, I cannot drive down to the shore
and secretly hope a big surge will reach up and take me home. ...
#frustration
#despair
#disappointment
#emptiness
#fear
25 reads
1 Comment
Write-On
Poem Published
15th Feb 2021 1:03pm
15th Feb 2021 1:03pm
Atrocity Exhibition, Chapter 1, page 5.
Atrocity Exhibition, Chapter 1, page 5.
#books
24 reads
DU Poetry : Fictional Prose: Short Stories and Chapters from Books and Novels (Page 2)
