Fictional Prose by Members Last Online
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Short stories and chapters from books and novels
Poems published by members most recently online.
poetic_gawdess
Poem Published
30th Dec 2023 3:18am
30th Dec 2023 3:18am
Insatiable.
#lust
#sex
#erotic
#lover
#dirty
339 reads
5 Comments
nightbirdblue
enbyblue
enbyblue
Poem Published
6th Feb 2019 10:51pm
6th Feb 2019 10:51pm
Nightmarred
Last night, the twists of black bled a new instigation of dismay… The dark kitten, with a void punctured acerbic; hard and skeletal, is submerged in a steaming pool of white wine. A woman approaches, and observes to an out-drawn soul, “Oh child, it doesn’t hurt.” Then her lips moisten, as she turns the void with swift pounds of her razor-knuckled fist. The dark kitten hastens; thrashes, but remains silent to the void. Ever deep; the wound deepens. A sustained blood flow, unclotting. Then the girl, crying, appears; she implores the woman to heed, but the hag persists. Mourns of the child echo...
#dark
#cats
#despair
#nightmares
#curse
630 reads
8 Comments
Mundus
Poem Published
4th Mar 2023 10:21pm
4th Mar 2023 10:21pm
Forever
#anxiety
#loneliness
#dark
#despair
#apathy
162 reads
0 Comments
Heart_of_Stone
Rachela
Rachela
Poem Published
11th Oct 2021 7:39am
11th Oct 2021 7:39am
The day I destroyed creation
The day I destroyed creation began just like any day. Waking blurry eyed, straightening my halo, pins and needles in the wing I slept on funny, shuffling to the coffee maker, kicking the bookcase in the hall and cursing (sorry God) my sore toes. The same old routine for a millennia where nothing ever changes. There is tedium inherent in eternity and the serenity of an ageless existence. Still, being an angel seems better than being dead.
-Anyway, it wasn't my fault, maybe too many plugs in the outlet, a simple spark and swoosh (and why would God not have flame-proof drapes). So, uh,...
-Anyway, it wasn't my fault, maybe too many plugs in the outlet, a simple spark and swoosh (and why would God not have flame-proof drapes). So, uh,...
#fire
#angels
#satirical #funny
#satirical #funny
299 reads
2 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
14th Apr 2024 9:50pm
14th Apr 2024 9:50pm
Formalde Hyde
Doctor Jeckyle
Once fully transmogrified
Into Hyde
Ventured into wedlock
(so i heard, or perhaps imagined)
And within a space
Of just two years
Mrs Hyde
Gave birth to a healthy baby girl
They, Mister, and Mrs Hyde
Named her Formalde
And despite of
And maybe because of
Formalde's interest in pickled things
Caused her to develop a problem
With a particularly pungent wind
Her persona was as grey
As the clothes she wore
She developed an interest
In pickling food
But later preserving things
She...
Once fully transmogrified
Into Hyde
Ventured into wedlock
(so i heard, or perhaps imagined)
And within a space
Of just two years
Mrs Hyde
Gave birth to a healthy baby girl
They, Mister, and Mrs Hyde
Named her Formalde
And despite of
And maybe because of
Formalde's interest in pickled things
Caused her to develop a problem
With a particularly pungent wind
Her persona was as grey
As the clothes she wore
She developed an interest
In pickling food
But later preserving things
She...
#parody
#satirical
#funny
25 reads
0 Comments
DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
18th Apr 2024 8:28am
18th Apr 2024 8:28am
JR2 goes out to find his Princess...Alia
Darryl Edward McMillan vs JR2
"I won't let you hurt her again if it's the last thing I do!!!!" Darryl cried.
JR2 just looked at him smugly and said, "Sometimes, things happen without us wanting them to."
Darryl looked harshly at JR2 and left the chat.
JR2 wins the fight and goes on to find his princess.
Princess Alia.
"I won't let you hurt her again if it's the last thing I do!!!!" Darryl cried.
JR2 just looked at him smugly and said, "Sometimes, things happen without us wanting them to."
Darryl looked harshly at JR2 and left the chat.
JR2 wins the fight and goes on to find his princess.
Princess Alia.
#love
#suffering
34 reads
0 Comments
Betty
Poem Published
25th Feb 2023 2:58pm
25th Feb 2023 2:58pm
Why women f**k better (erotic prose)
#lesbian
#sex
#erotic
#LGBT
#bisexual
689 reads
7 Comments
Razzerleaf
Poem Published
12th Mar 2021 9:47pm
12th Mar 2021 9:47pm
The publisher
The backstreets of Manchester had never been easy to negotiate and to be honest if you didn’t know what you were looking for you would have easily missed it. The shop had a plain frontage with the remnants of a bargain sticker that had long since been removed. Inside it smelled of sandalwood and something more familiar but somehow unobtainable. It was filled with curious objects that looked like they had been tipped out from old toy boxes or rescued from a dead hoarder’s house. Everything was arranged in multiples of similar origin and stacked neatly into the available space. The only thing...
#ShortStory
305 reads
0 Comments
Zazzles
Broomie
Broomie
Poem Published
12th Nov 2023 5:30pm
12th Nov 2023 5:30pm
Update: The Witch Patch
The completed witch patch is under extreme edit to get ready to publish, it may not seem like it but i am working hard to continue the editing process on my own.
Hello to my readers ☺️
So after re-reading The Witch Patch now that it’s done. I have decided to change a few names in the story and add a few unknown details about each character. Then I will delete whats posted and repost each page in order by two’s each day, once the editing process is complete.
Hello to my readers ☺️
So after re-reading The Witch Patch now that it’s done. I have decided to change a few names in the story and add a few unknown details about each character. Then I will delete whats posted and repost each page in order by two’s each day, once the editing process is complete.
#PowerOfWords
144 reads
2 Comments
AverageJoe
Poem Published
15th Sep 2019 2:35pm
15th Sep 2019 2:35pm
The Touch
My hands are rough and calloused not soft, the same as my language. It is not given to me to speak soft words, which while sweet, are soon forgotten. Besides, “I love you” and “You’re beautiful” I should soon be lost and adrift in my sea of ignorance of pretty words.
So what has brought us to this?
Was it that moment you caught me looking too long before speaking or that almost imperceptible measuring look that found something more than just good and decent…leading to a different smile than I’d seen before as you gazed steadily into my eyes?
Why do we try to...
So what has brought us to this?
Was it that moment you caught me looking too long before speaking or that almost imperceptible measuring look that found something more than just good and decent…leading to a different smile than I’d seen before as you gazed steadily into my eyes?
Why do we try to...
#love
#relationships
#dreams
#fate
#passion
590 reads
4 Comments
Gahddess_Worship
Poem Published
15th Mar 2018 7:10pm
15th Mar 2018 7:10pm
DRIVE-IN
The whole town is abuzz. Excited for the grand opening of the Monty Drive-in Cinema off Highway 7. Having just started my Freshman year of college and new in town, I decide to go to a movie alone wanting to see first-hand what is the big deal about this new theater.
I hop into my brand new, green ‘53 Ford Customline, a high school graduation gift from my parents, and head to the drive-in, 2 hours early to insure that I get a good parking spot. After buying my ticket at the booth I choose a spot on the second row, space #23 as identified by a plaque attached to a steel pole,...
I hop into my brand new, green ‘53 Ford Customline, a high school graduation gift from my parents, and head to the drive-in, 2 hours early to insure that I get a good parking spot. After buying my ticket at the booth I choose a spot on the second row, space #23 as identified by a plaque attached to a steel pole,...
#happiness
#love
#relationships
#marriage
#FallingInLove
1068 reads
16 Comments
PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
22nd Apr 2023 00:19am
22nd Apr 2023 00:19am
Mel and Boyo
Chapter 1
Bird Bush
Mel was a ten-year-old boy, and Boyo was eleven years old. They were schoolmates who attended a primary school in the country. Boyo used to wear a straw hat with wide brim when he was not in school. They were mischievous boys, and they were rude to adults and children. Moreover, they often played tricks on each other, and they did the same to other people.
Both boys enjoyed catching birds, and they made traps called callaban from narrow sticks and strong vines. In the mornings, they would go to bird bush and set the traps, and in the...
Bird Bush
Mel was a ten-year-old boy, and Boyo was eleven years old. They were schoolmates who attended a primary school in the country. Boyo used to wear a straw hat with wide brim when he was not in school. They were mischievous boys, and they were rude to adults and children. Moreover, they often played tricks on each other, and they did the same to other people.
Both boys enjoyed catching birds, and they made traps called callaban from narrow sticks and strong vines. In the mornings, they would go to bird bush and set the traps, and in the...
#children
#school
#countryside
#trees
#birds
151 reads
0 Comments
DU Poetry : Fictional Prose: Short Stories and Chapters from Books and Novels (Page 3)
