Long Fictional Prose
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Short stories and chapters from books and novels
Long poems (300 words or more), most recently posted poems first.
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
6th Sep 2024 5:11pm
6th Sep 2024 5:11pm
A Steed From Nowhere
The dim yellow light in the kitchen flickers with an erratic and unearthly dance, casting elongated shadows that writhe and twist with unnatural animation. The fire's uncertain glow only deepens the oppressive atmosphere, magnifying the dark, malignant presence that lingers just beyond the threshold of perception. The cigarette smolders in the ashtray, its tendrils of smoke curling upwards as if bearing the heavy weight of the detective’s dread and despair.
The kitchen, once a refuge of warmth and familiarity, now exudes an air of suffocating malevolence. The peeling floral wallpaper,...
The kitchen, once a refuge of warmth and familiarity, now exudes an air of suffocating malevolence. The peeling floral wallpaper,...
#curse
#dark
#magic
#narrative
#shadows
87 reads
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Lizziewolf
Poem Published
6th Sep 2024 4:44pm
6th Sep 2024 4:44pm
The lovers of the bridge
#lover
#lust
#passion #sex
#passion #sex
114 reads
1 Comment
Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
6th Sep 2024 10:59am
6th Sep 2024 10:59am
Halloween
And when spooky month is near.
We dress in costumes and produce fear.
We wear costumes,special gear.
To chase all the bad spirits away.
In order to collect as much candy as possible.
Knocking on the door,walking down the path.
We collect candy,a sweet delight.
Whether you are dressed as a vampire.
Or if you are dressed as a monster.
An egyptian mummy, makes people run faster.
In this town we call home.
Let's all sing along to the pumpkin song.
Jack'o'lanterns, orange and green.
With a light,a...
We dress in costumes and produce fear.
We wear costumes,special gear.
To chase all the bad spirits away.
In order to collect as much candy as possible.
Knocking on the door,walking down the path.
We collect candy,a sweet delight.
Whether you are dressed as a vampire.
Or if you are dressed as a monster.
An egyptian mummy, makes people run faster.
In this town we call home.
Let's all sing along to the pumpkin song.
Jack'o'lanterns, orange and green.
With a light,a...
#Halloween
#holiday
#inspirational #motivational
#inspirational #motivational
105 reads
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Her
Poem Published
5th Sep 2024 9:00pm
5th Sep 2024 9:00pm
Excerpt #4
September 5, 2024
5:43am. Note to Self: SHUT THE HELL UP.
Derrick was right. If I don’t knock off my shit, I’m going to end up alone. Utterly alone. Xavier was right. I keep saying that I’m changing, but I don’t. I can’t talk the talk if I don’t walk the walk. But Jax was right about something yesterday also and I keep forgetting that. I am a warrior. But there comes a day when even warriors lose the battle and if I don’t get my ass in gear, the battlefield’s gonna have my name written all over it.
I keep promising people all kinds of things and I don’t end up...
5:43am. Note to Self: SHUT THE HELL UP.
Derrick was right. If I don’t knock off my shit, I’m going to end up alone. Utterly alone. Xavier was right. I keep saying that I’m changing, but I don’t. I can’t talk the talk if I don’t walk the walk. But Jax was right about something yesterday also and I keep forgetting that. I am a warrior. But there comes a day when even warriors lose the battle and if I don’t get my ass in gear, the battlefield’s gonna have my name written all over it.
I keep promising people all kinds of things and I don’t end up...
#fiction
#narrative
45 reads
2 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
5th Sep 2024 2:11am
5th Sep 2024 2:11am
Rug Warts
TWILIGHT
Discreet, dressed in "dandy," chomping at the bit. With the origins of fog and mist as if schizophrenia is falling giving birth to psychopaths, and the madness of nailing the soul to the Ouija board. Fog clings to the cobblestone as if a tentacle wrapping around my spats. "This little piggy went to market." Seeping into my bones as goth is my witness biting my tongue with anxiety, leaving the metallic taste of blood filling my mouth. "Mama what big eyes you have." Savoring the taste of my blood. Hearing Big Ben in the...
Discreet, dressed in "dandy," chomping at the bit. With the origins of fog and mist as if schizophrenia is falling giving birth to psychopaths, and the madness of nailing the soul to the Ouija board. Fog clings to the cobblestone as if a tentacle wrapping around my spats. "This little piggy went to market." Seeping into my bones as goth is my witness biting my tongue with anxiety, leaving the metallic taste of blood filling my mouth. "Mama what big eyes you have." Savoring the taste of my blood. Hearing Big Ben in the...
#collaboration
#dark
#mystery
195 reads
4 Comments
Lozzamus
Poem Published
4th Sep 2024 6:49pm
4th Sep 2024 6:49pm
Silent - Caught In The Fire - Part 1
Gavin!' A voice.
A hallucination in the dark – audible, not visual. Somewhere in the distance, water trickles down a wall.
'Gavin!' The hallucination again.
'Gavin!' Desperate almost.
I hear it three times. A powerful fantasy of rescue, like a mirage in the desert. The false and cruel offer of freedom.
My name again, slightly louder.
I try to sit up, wince. The wires dig deep into my body, hurting. The voice gets closer. I hear footsteps in a corridor, running, and I try to shout out, but the gag prevents me from making...
A hallucination in the dark – audible, not visual. Somewhere in the distance, water trickles down a wall.
'Gavin!' The hallucination again.
'Gavin!' Desperate almost.
I hear it three times. A powerful fantasy of rescue, like a mirage in the desert. The false and cruel offer of freedom.
My name again, slightly louder.
I try to sit up, wince. The wires dig deep into my body, hurting. The voice gets closer. I hear footsteps in a corridor, running, and I try to shout out, but the gag prevents me from making...
#anger
#revenge
111 reads
7 Comments
Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
3rd Sep 2024 10:41am
3rd Sep 2024 10:41am
Buzz Of The Bee
You were at a picnic,dressed in lace.
In this magical,nature place.
The melody of the buzzing bees.
And green,evergreen trees.
The bees buzzed,and the clouds unite.
Picnic on this field and watching the stars at night.
The sound of them buzzing,fuzzes in your head.
It keeps on blurring the negative thoughts in your head.
I wonder,is that sound fallen from grace?
Or is it from an entirely different place?
Is it from an entirely different race?
Or is that a smile on your face?
I have so many regrets.
But...
In this magical,nature place.
The melody of the buzzing bees.
And green,evergreen trees.
The bees buzzed,and the clouds unite.
Picnic on this field and watching the stars at night.
The sound of them buzzing,fuzzes in your head.
It keeps on blurring the negative thoughts in your head.
I wonder,is that sound fallen from grace?
Or is it from an entirely different place?
Is it from an entirely different race?
Or is that a smile on your face?
I have so many regrets.
But...
#flowers
#LifeCycle
#nature
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fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
30th Aug 2024 10:44pm
30th Aug 2024 10:44pm
DUP Mafia Romance part 4 (all star cast)
Prometheus
I hate going into crowded places, but I love getting paid. Once I deliver this message, it will be worth a sizable amount. Frank, I have to approach him very carefully. From my understanding, his temperament has gotten a little bit out of pocket.
When it comes to business, I never go in through the front door. I gave the customary nod to the guard standing there and told him, " Tell Frank, the messenger is here.”
The guard knew precisely who I was the minute I gave that message. I stood out there no less than two minutes...
I hate going into crowded places, but I love getting paid. Once I deliver this message, it will be worth a sizable amount. Frank, I have to approach him very carefully. From my understanding, his temperament has gotten a little bit out of pocket.
When it comes to business, I never go in through the front door. I gave the customary nod to the guard standing there and told him, " Tell Frank, the messenger is here.”
The guard knew precisely who I was the minute I gave that message. I stood out there no less than two minutes...
#anger
#confusion
#dark
#dialogue
#emotions
71 reads
12 Comments
Lilliputian
Poem Published
30th Aug 2024 8:53pm
30th Aug 2024 8:53pm
Redneck Hillbilly _ with "Adagio"
We had love and a repossessed single-wide trailer on top of a molehill, formerly a landfill, with wall-to-wall linoleum and a communal outhouse. Our septic tank was boiling over as if ready to roll over where Grandpa was planted in the okra patch. His life revolved around three things, getting food on the table, working and getting drunk. One of his famous sayings was “A fella who ain’t got a job and can’t take care of himself can just go to hell for all I care.”
It was covered by a green froth rising above the town making it impossible to follow the pickleball in flight over...
It was covered by a green froth rising above the town making it impossible to follow the pickleball in flight over...
#collaboration
#funny
#narrative
150 reads
2 Comments
Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
29th Aug 2024 10:51am
29th Aug 2024 10:51am
Candyland
One day,you'll find your way.
To a candyland far away.
With cotton candy trees and clouds.
The fun never ends!
With gummy bears and grass.
And chocolate rivers.
Lollipop trees all around.
And there's no speck of actual wood to be found.
The ground is jelly.
With jam spread on like bread.
With cotton candy skies.
And sour candy butterflies.
You will find yourself drooling.
Over the sweets,sugary treats.
You will find yourself tempted ,to indulge in those tasty treats.
You will find yourself...
To a candyland far away.
With cotton candy trees and clouds.
The fun never ends!
With gummy bears and grass.
And chocolate rivers.
Lollipop trees all around.
And there's no speck of actual wood to be found.
The ground is jelly.
With jam spread on like bread.
With cotton candy skies.
And sour candy butterflies.
You will find yourself drooling.
Over the sweets,sugary treats.
You will find yourself tempted ,to indulge in those tasty treats.
You will find yourself...
#dreams
#happiness
#hope
#motivational
#uplifting
101 reads
1 Comment
DampKitten
Poem Published
27th Aug 2024 11:09pm
27th Aug 2024 11:09pm
Dark Thrill at the Capital Grille
#BDSM
#dirty
#lust
#orgasm
#threesome
432 reads
7 Comments
Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
26th Aug 2024 10:48am
26th Aug 2024 10:48am
Oh Klahoma
I can see it in your voice.
I can hear it in your eyes.
I can hear it in your actions.
And the eyes you despise.
The pain,I can see it from miles.
And I can hear it in your eyes.
When you cried alone,time flies.
But I can hear it in your eyes.
And I can see it in your smile.
That you are in pain,and been hurt for a while.
Tears are falling down at the party.
Everyone is looking at you.
But they don't see it through your eyes.
Or your mind ,that likes to fly in the skies.
They can't hear through your...
I can hear it in your eyes.
I can hear it in your actions.
And the eyes you despise.
The pain,I can see it from miles.
And I can hear it in your eyes.
When you cried alone,time flies.
But I can hear it in your eyes.
And I can see it in your smile.
That you are in pain,and been hurt for a while.
Tears are falling down at the party.
Everyone is looking at you.
But they don't see it through your eyes.
Or your mind ,that likes to fly in the skies.
They can't hear through your...
#hope
#motivational
#sadness #support
#sadness #support
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DU Poetry : Long Fictional Prose: Short Stories and Chapters from Books and Novels (Page 11)
