Fictional Prose
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Short stories and chapters from books and novels
blocat
Poem Published
2nd Jan 2020 11:59am
2nd Jan 2020 11:59am
Cold Turkey
I didn’t realise what a manipulative, selfish old cow my mother was until I was in my late teens. That’s why I’m always upset when people compare me to her.
We used to go to Grandma’s to stay over Christmas. On arrival, mother would greet everyone like long lost friends, air-kissing her way around the family and gushing about how much she’d missed them even though she never mentioned them from one year ‘til the next. Immediately after this charade, she’d go to her room claiming she had a headache. This left me and dad downstairs to help with peeling a mountain of potatoes and Brussels...
We used to go to Grandma’s to stay over Christmas. On arrival, mother would greet everyone like long lost friends, air-kissing her way around the family and gushing about how much she’d missed them even though she never mentioned them from one year ‘til the next. Immediately after this charade, she’d go to her room claiming she had a headache. This left me and dad downstairs to help with peeling a mountain of potatoes and Brussels...
#misunderstood
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EdibleWords
Poem Published
1st Jan 2020 3:13am
1st Jan 2020 3:13am
GIW - Chill, Grannypig!
Cock, the barn’s official rooster, suddenly shatters the still, dark, smelly chill of early morning. Suddenly, even the pond and forest nearby was making a fuss. A chattering squirrel started a feud with a family of nearby blue jays.
Again and louder, as though quality was volume, he rang out. “Rrrrooooo! Ooo-oooh,”
The sheep in the barn, who were affectionately nicknamed “The Counting Sheep” owing to their leader, Sheep 420’s odd habits following the alfalfa-fertilizer accident, were nervous and easily woken, especially 420.
“Listen!” 420...
Again and louder, as though quality was volume, he rang out. “Rrrrooooo! Ooo-oooh,”
The sheep in the barn, who were affectionately nicknamed “The Counting Sheep” owing to their leader, Sheep 420’s odd habits following the alfalfa-fertilizer accident, were nervous and easily woken, especially 420.
“Listen!” 420...
#animals
#satirical
#funny
44 reads
6 Comments
EdibleWords
Poem Published
31st Dec 2019 8:32pm
31st Dec 2019 8:32pm
GIW - Back Off
I have to beg for everything like a damn dog!” Willy poses like Scooter, begging.
Heather finally relents. “Oh, fine, Willie. Here.”
Heather tosses the little pig his consolation prize. It didn't take human words for her to see how disappointed he looked.
Before any more treats can mysteriously go missing Ben bursts into the kitchen in a clearly “gotcha” kind of way.
“Just stop it, Heather.”
With innocent, wide eyes meant to disarm she crooned sweetly, “What? Can't Willy have snacks sometimes, too?”
...
Heather finally relents. “Oh, fine, Willie. Here.”
Heather tosses the little pig his consolation prize. It didn't take human words for her to see how disappointed he looked.
Before any more treats can mysteriously go missing Ben bursts into the kitchen in a clearly “gotcha” kind of way.
“Just stop it, Heather.”
With innocent, wide eyes meant to disarm she crooned sweetly, “What? Can't Willy have snacks sometimes, too?”
...
#animals
#funny
47 reads
2 Comments
EdibleWords
Poem Published
31st Dec 2019 00:16am
31st Dec 2019 00:16am
Grannypig in a Web - first taste
Grannypig in a Web
Chapter 1
“Here, Scooter! You are adorable when you overeat! Good boy!” said a little freckled, messy girl with bed-head in pajamas, holding a half-empty glass of orange juice in her hand, to the golden retriever seated in front of her. He sat next to his little pet pig who was equally interested in what was going on.
She tosses Scooter another biscuit.
“Woof!” Scooter catches it mid air, chewing energetically.
“Nooo!” Squeals Willy. “That's 5...
Chapter 1
“Here, Scooter! You are adorable when you overeat! Good boy!” said a little freckled, messy girl with bed-head in pajamas, holding a half-empty glass of orange juice in her hand, to the golden retriever seated in front of her. He sat next to his little pet pig who was equally interested in what was going on.
She tosses Scooter another biscuit.
“Woof!” Scooter catches it mid air, chewing energetically.
“Nooo!” Squeals Willy. “That's 5...
#science
#animals
#fiction #parody
#fiction #parody
47 reads
3 Comments
Rachel_Lauren
Poem Published
27th Dec 2019 4:00am
27th Dec 2019 4:00am
Turning Tables
#sex
#porn
#obsession
222 reads
27 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
26th Dec 2019 1:31pm
26th Dec 2019 1:31pm
tomorrow
i woke up this morning
and the sea was on my doorstep
the sea was on my doorstep
the sea was on my doorstep
yet my flat is on the second floor
so i looked out my window
to the town below
as the house is part way up a steep hill
but there was nothing but ocean
and now that ocean, was on my doorstep
but hadn't yet entered my flat
i could hear no noise, or voices
just the shrill of seagulls
i switched on the radio
but had no electric
and my laptop was old, and had no battery life
i had my mobile,
and wished i'd...
and the sea was on my doorstep
the sea was on my doorstep
the sea was on my doorstep
yet my flat is on the second floor
so i looked out my window
to the town below
as the house is part way up a steep hill
but there was nothing but ocean
and now that ocean, was on my doorstep
but hadn't yet entered my flat
i could hear no noise, or voices
just the shrill of seagulls
i switched on the radio
but had no electric
and my laptop was old, and had no battery life
i had my mobile,
and wished i'd...
#anxiety
#environment
#LifeChangingMoment
60 reads
2 Comments
Zazzles
Broom
Broom
Poem Published
22nd Dec 2019 6:32pm
22nd Dec 2019 6:32pm
The Night Before Christmas
Please copy and paste and listen while reading
And as always, thanks for looking ❤️
https://youtube.com/watch?v=mGhvaJOj0h0
Majestic, the pine trees stand tall
until being butchered an dragged
to random homes then decorated
with red velvet bows
332 twinkling lights blazing bright
suffocating the tree from head to toe
then left to suffer a slow
and agonizing death,
as some ornamental thing. ...
And as always, thanks for looking ❤️
https://youtube.com/watch?v=mGhvaJOj0h0
Majestic, the pine trees stand tall
until being butchered an dragged
to random homes then decorated
with red velvet bows
332 twinkling lights blazing bright
suffocating the tree from head to toe
then left to suffer a slow
and agonizing death,
as some ornamental thing. ...
#dark
98 reads
20 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
17th Dec 2019 6:42pm
17th Dec 2019 6:42pm
When Love Calls (Chapter Twenty-Three)
BRIGHTON BEACH
Brooklyn, New York
Little Russia
Dmeshii looked at a rebroadcasted female news reporter interviewing the black man. He lifted the remote control from off the table and increased the volume. He glanced around the condominium at several of his posted men.
“Do any one of you know who this black man is?”
Everyone looked at one another.
“Boss, this is the second time I have seen him on television. He is someone who works for the FBI.”
Dmeshii palmed his chin.
“Do we have a location on a Mr...” Dmeshii looked...
Brooklyn, New York
Little Russia
Dmeshii looked at a rebroadcasted female news reporter interviewing the black man. He lifted the remote control from off the table and increased the volume. He glanced around the condominium at several of his posted men.
“Do any one of you know who this black man is?”
Everyone looked at one another.
“Boss, this is the second time I have seen him on television. He is someone who works for the FBI.”
Dmeshii palmed his chin.
“Do we have a location on a Mr...” Dmeshii looked...
#passion
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0 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
16th Dec 2019 4:39pm
16th Dec 2019 4:39pm
When Love Calls (Chapter Twenty-Two)
#passion
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goldenmyst
Bumped 16th Dec 2019 6:20am
12th Dec 2019 4:57am
12th Dec 2019 4:57am
Shades of a Turquoise Moon
Shades of a Turquoise Moon
They cross into the Powwow zone where buttered blue corn on the cob melts on the tongue like the pretzels whose buttery softness they lick at the magnolia state fair in June when one is all they can afford.
John shadows Marsha beyond the Great Sun’s mound to an abandoned mound, a small elongated mound, covered with weeds, and crumbling away after centuries of neglect. Marsha says, “You’ve told me that you love me like your wife and that is enough.”
Marsha gets fidgety again and takes him touring the park to a...
They cross into the Powwow zone where buttered blue corn on the cob melts on the tongue like the pretzels whose buttery softness they lick at the magnolia state fair in June when one is all they can afford.
John shadows Marsha beyond the Great Sun’s mound to an abandoned mound, a small elongated mound, covered with weeds, and crumbling away after centuries of neglect. Marsha says, “You’ve told me that you love me like your wife and that is enough.”
Marsha gets fidgety again and takes him touring the park to a...
#relationships
#spiritual
#music
#anniversary
#dance
71 reads
2 Comments
Moonstonesol
Poem Published
12th Dec 2019 10:53pm
12th Dec 2019 10:53pm
Memory Pt.1
White marbled floor cools my feet,
my cover drags behind me
the light weight on back doesn't.
The suns warmth meets my skin when that
thin cover drops...
My sensitive wings absorb it all
spreading out
My white gold flecked wings that
take me to that sun, my sun...
I step into that pool of stars letting it consume my body.
Every inch of me greets the stars...my sisters and
brothers of futures, past, and now.
There's a current in this pool.
I let it take me.
my cover drags behind me
the light weight on back doesn't.
The suns warmth meets my skin when that
thin cover drops...
My sensitive wings absorb it all
spreading out
My white gold flecked wings that
take me to that sun, my sun...
I step into that pool of stars letting it consume my body.
Every inch of me greets the stars...my sisters and
brothers of futures, past, and now.
There's a current in this pool.
I let it take me.
#angels
73 reads
6 Comments
Moonstonesol
Poem Published
12th Dec 2019 10:14pm
12th Dec 2019 10:14pm
Just a dream...thought
Having that dream
that I just made up,
But it already happened.
I know it did.
Is it a memory
coming back to me?
Why do I think of these things?
Its all so distant that dream...
You were there I saw you.....
...No I felt you...
then you were gone.
I was falling.
I cried for your comfort again.
I prayed for the stars again.
I prayed for moon and sun.
But they were no longer there to show me the way.
I was pushed over that ledge...
Then there was nothing...
No its just a dream.
that I just made up,
But it already happened.
I know it did.
Is it a memory
coming back to me?
Why do I think of these things?
Its all so distant that dream...
You were there I saw you.....
...No I felt you...
then you were gone.
I was falling.
I cried for your comfort again.
I prayed for the stars again.
I prayed for moon and sun.
But they were no longer there to show me the way.
I was pushed over that ledge...
Then there was nothing...
No its just a dream.
#dreams
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12 Comments
DU Poetry : Fictional Prose: Short Stories and Chapters from Books and Novels (Page 2)
