Fictional Prose
Short stories and chapters from books and novels
vasarian
Poem Published
11th Apr 2018 11:26am
11th Apr 2018 11:26am
Auto Erotica (prose)
#sex
#erotic
#dreams
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Blackwolf
Poem Published
8th Apr 2018 8:13pm
8th Apr 2018 8:13pm
Beginning Of My Book : Part Three
Only love , ultimately , can set me free...
Yet what now is love , other than a cost far too great ?
Shall I give up myself , again , for you ?
Shall I become as you are , or want me to be ?
Shall I break the bonds of togetherness , to find myself
at the brink of the lonely ?
Just for what , is this thing , called love ?
Halfway through the experience , I pause ,
if only to catch my breath...
I tackle it like a dilemma , and hold it , until
it yields...
And then in the release , the ecstacy...
In olofactory feedback loops...
Yet what now is love , other than a cost far too great ?
Shall I give up myself , again , for you ?
Shall I become as you are , or want me to be ?
Shall I break the bonds of togetherness , to find myself
at the brink of the lonely ?
Just for what , is this thing , called love ?
Halfway through the experience , I pause ,
if only to catch my breath...
I tackle it like a dilemma , and hold it , until
it yields...
And then in the release , the ecstacy...
In olofactory feedback loops...
#identity
#mirror
#memories
#myself
#SelfReflection
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Blackwolf
Poem Published
8th Apr 2018 7:34pm
8th Apr 2018 7:34pm
Beginning Of My Book : Part Two
She looked into her waveform , her song and her dance ,
Her movement and her sonic , her calm and her storm ,
her planned event , yet circumstance , her control , yet
her respect , and ever is that which some call wrong ,
and many others call correct...
She was all that she was...and that was good...
Now I have said good was relative to moment and to
way , by manifest dream , and all one doth say ,
By one's surrender , or by one's own fall ,
by one's pride , and one's own gall...
Yet more than this to standing tall ,
I see my constraint ,...
Her movement and her sonic , her calm and her storm ,
her planned event , yet circumstance , her control , yet
her respect , and ever is that which some call wrong ,
and many others call correct...
She was all that she was...and that was good...
Now I have said good was relative to moment and to
way , by manifest dream , and all one doth say ,
By one's surrender , or by one's own fall ,
by one's pride , and one's own gall...
Yet more than this to standing tall ,
I see my constraint ,...
#strength
#identity
#mirror
#honesty
#myself
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LunasChild8
Poem Published
7th Apr 2018 6:50am
7th Apr 2018 6:50am
Across the Sea
I am at the beach; the golden sand warms up my bare feet as the calm ocean waves cool them off in return. I take in a deep breath and exhale slowly. The salty air acts as a disinfectant for all of the wounds that I carry with me; wounds that have not healed all the way.
The sun is setting, but it is not a sign of unhappiness; it is a sign of new beginnings. I'm leaving my past behind to move forward to a bright, yet unknown future. The thought thrills me as for once, I have no idea what will be around the corner. Despite my slight insecurities, I am at ease with that fact. I have worked...
The sun is setting, but it is not a sign of unhappiness; it is a sign of new beginnings. I'm leaving my past behind to move forward to a bright, yet unknown future. The thought thrills me as for once, I have no idea what will be around the corner. Despite my slight insecurities, I am at ease with that fact. I have worked...
#hope
#motivational
#moon #water
#moon #water
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RJErbacher
Poem Published
6th Apr 2018 3:14am
6th Apr 2018 3:14am
Between
Blood still trickled from his open wounds. The taste of the sword gripped in his teeth was foul, the stain of dried black blood on the blade forced him to work at keeping his gorge down. He was without clothes or armor or adornment. Naked with nary a scabbard. Sweat glistened his muscles as they trembled with the struggle. His fingers searched for purchase, toes curling into fissures of the rock face. His belly scraped the roughness of the stones. Slowly he ascended. Maddeningly slow. The walls curved to either side of him forming a vertical tunnel that rose to the light above. He...
#strength
#religion
#spiritual
#monsters
#redemption
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Dancing_Butterfly
Poem Published
6th Apr 2018 3:12am
6th Apr 2018 3:12am
No Fairy-Tale Ending
I keep waiting, but you never come back to me. How can you come back, when you've gone where I cannot? Our souls met several eternities ago; I knew you without a question that you were mine. You knew me too, so long ago when you were the Knight, and I was your Lady.
Our love story was epic, better than any Fairy Tale dreamt up by The Brothers Grimm, as sparkling and glowing as the moonlight on the waves of a faraway sea. We wove the story together: I was your Vampyre Princess, you my Hybrid Lover. Just a silly fairy tale, made up as we went along, but it was still our story, a love...
Our love story was epic, better than any Fairy Tale dreamt up by The Brothers Grimm, as sparkling and glowing as the moonlight on the waves of a faraway sea. We wove the story together: I was your Vampyre Princess, you my Hybrid Lover. Just a silly fairy tale, made up as we went along, but it was still our story, a love...
#sadness
#grief
#heartbroken
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aabbchot
Poem Published
5th Apr 2018 1:24am
5th Apr 2018 1:24am
Central Petroleum ( CTP )
WHIMSICAL SATIRE on Australian small oil gas exploration production company Central Petroleum ( CTP ) listed on the Australian Stock Exchange. CTP was created by geologist, founding Managing Director, with tenement landholding bigger than the sizes of U.K. France, Texas. M.D., Board, executive behaviour led to court case currently being heard in Texas, M.D. sacking ( challenged in court and winning substantial payout ), new controversial M.D., Board appointed. Oil market collapse left CTP unable to raise more equity chronically short of funds, switched focus from oil to gas to exploit East...
#conflict
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God-Is-In-The-Rain
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2018 5:32am
3rd Apr 2018 5:32am
4. Forgotten Parts
Dear Don Deah – and Almighty Sera Hush (book 1)
Chapter 4: "Forgotten Parts"
Exciting! For the first time I’ll actually come on time. Ok. Opposite the steelworks. The last house in the block. High brick wall and – part of it should be paper covering a hole. Somewhere. Somewhere around here. Have to say they indeed did very good job hiding the hole. Come on! I have to find you quick while the sun is at least a little above the horizon! Do you know how dark it is in this part of town?!
Slowly tracing the plaster until, yes, here we go. It’s a lot easier when I can...
Chapter 4: "Forgotten Parts"
Exciting! For the first time I’ll actually come on time. Ok. Opposite the steelworks. The last house in the block. High brick wall and – part of it should be paper covering a hole. Somewhere. Somewhere around here. Have to say they indeed did very good job hiding the hole. Come on! I have to find you quick while the sun is at least a little above the horizon! Do you know how dark it is in this part of town?!
Slowly tracing the plaster until, yes, here we go. It’s a lot easier when I can...
#prose
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God-Is-In-The-Rain
Poem Published
1st Apr 2018 2:16am
1st Apr 2018 2:16am
4. End of all the_Things
Dear Don Deah – and Almighty Sera Hush (book 1)
Chapter 4: "End of all the_Things"
Exciting! For the first time I’ll actually come on time. Ok. Opposite the steelworks. The last house in the block. High brick wall and – part of it should be paper covering a hole. Somewhere. Somewhere around here. Have to say the indeed did very good job hiding the hole. Come on! I have to find you quick while the sun is at least a little above the horizon! Do you know how dark it is in this part of town?
Slowly tracing the plaster until, yes, here we go. It’s a lot...
Chapter 4: "End of all the_Things"
Exciting! For the first time I’ll actually come on time. Ok. Opposite the steelworks. The last house in the block. High brick wall and – part of it should be paper covering a hole. Somewhere. Somewhere around here. Have to say the indeed did very good job hiding the hole. Come on! I have to find you quick while the sun is at least a little above the horizon! Do you know how dark it is in this part of town?
Slowly tracing the plaster until, yes, here we go. It’s a lot...
#prose
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Blackwolf
Poem Published
31st Mar 2018 4:40am
31st Mar 2018 4:40am
Beginning Of My Book
Some days , when she looked in the mirror , she did not recognize herself.
Or maybe , the mirror did not recognize her , as she was , heretofor , a
child between worlds , by nature itself , no man , yet no woman made
construct , instrument , nor design.
She was her is , and now , yet been , beyond a where , and yet a when.
Existence is perception.
The only answer that makes sense.
Then I exist.
I percieve , therefore I am...
I am awake...
I am asleep...
Yet , I am the dreaming , and the dream.
The mirror is mine.
I am the mirror...
Or maybe , the mirror did not recognize her , as she was , heretofor , a
child between worlds , by nature itself , no man , yet no woman made
construct , instrument , nor design.
She was her is , and now , yet been , beyond a where , and yet a when.
Existence is perception.
The only answer that makes sense.
Then I exist.
I percieve , therefore I am...
I am awake...
I am asleep...
Yet , I am the dreaming , and the dream.
The mirror is mine.
I am the mirror...
#identity
#mirror
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LunasChild8
Poem Published
31st Mar 2018 1:54am
31st Mar 2018 1:54am
Meum Stabile Petra
I am a planet; a big ball of mass and materials floating around the vastness of space as I slowly, but steadily developed. Out of all the other planets in my system, only I was the fortunate one to experience the privileges of life.
They called me unique, yet I felt tiny and insignificant compared to the billions of stars that shamelessly shine their illuminating light. I wondered if there were others out there like me; planets that shared similarities with me. So alike, yet very independent in in our own manners.
Sol assured me that I am not the only one of my kind. Sol; my...
They called me unique, yet I felt tiny and insignificant compared to the billions of stars that shamelessly shine their illuminating light. I wondered if there were others out there like me; planets that shared similarities with me. So alike, yet very independent in in our own manners.
Sol assured me that I am not the only one of my kind. Sol; my...
#BestFriend
#family
#earth
#moon
#gratitude
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QuinnARichardson
Bumped 28th Mar 2018 2:08pm
26th Dec 2017 6:33am
26th Dec 2017 6:33am
The Heart of A Woman
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DU Poetry : Fictional Prose: Short Stories and Chapters from Books and Novels (Page 2)
