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.
Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
3rd Nov 2024 10:47am
3rd Nov 2024 10:47am
Pandora's Box
They say Pandora's box is full of woe.
Ignoring her one big fall.
They say it can curse and kill.
No matter what you feel when you open it.
They say it contains dark magic.
Not something that could be described as tragic.
As the box slowly opens,you begin to see.
Pandora is actually as sweet and kind as can be.
But the items,thoughts in the box.
Sometimes,she locks it away so people don't run away.
But even if her box contains dark thoughts.
She is a person like us all.
Even if her contains ate tragic. ...
Ignoring her one big fall.
They say it can curse and kill.
No matter what you feel when you open it.
They say it contains dark magic.
Not something that could be described as tragic.
As the box slowly opens,you begin to see.
Pandora is actually as sweet and kind as can be.
But the items,thoughts in the box.
Sometimes,she locks it away so people don't run away.
But even if her box contains dark thoughts.
She is a person like us all.
Even if her contains ate tragic. ...
#happiness
#hope
#redemption #sadness
#redemption #sadness
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fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
2nd Nov 2024 10:45pm
2nd Nov 2024 10:45pm
The Ultimate Queen Chapter One/part one
Chapter One
In This multicolored universe, in a cluster of hidden stars. There is a place that houses the nine worlds. In each of these worlds’ lives, inhabitant species that believe, they are the only survivors of the wars. The great wars that separated a united universe.
Once the war was over and the dead were more than the inhabitants could endure, propaganda was created to dissuade the youth from venturing out.
The queen of the Xantus people, Queen Ruel, announced to her people that they were the center of the universe and had no other life...
In This multicolored universe, in a cluster of hidden stars. There is a place that houses the nine worlds. In each of these worlds’ lives, inhabitant species that believe, they are the only survivors of the wars. The great wars that separated a united universe.
Once the war was over and the dead were more than the inhabitants could endure, propaganda was created to dissuade the youth from venturing out.
The queen of the Xantus people, Queen Ruel, announced to her people that they were the center of the universe and had no other life...
#dystopian
#scifi
102 reads
4 Comments
Lozzamus
Poem Published
2nd Nov 2024 10:22am
2nd Nov 2024 10:22am
Secrets - Gordon Day
Burrington is full of coffee houses and arts and craft shops. Shoppers and tourists amble across the cobbled walkway, towards the market square, some with walking boots and maps, one gentleman with a beard and glasses smoking a long pipe while studying a map.
I still haven't got used to the slow pace of life and doubt I ever will; in London, everyone rushes everywhere. I spot a war memorial in the centre of town and a natural health centre tucked away in a mews with dried herbs hanging in the window. The surrounding hill countryside is steeped in folklore and a history of locals...
I still haven't got used to the slow pace of life and doubt I ever will; in London, everyone rushes everywhere. I spot a war memorial in the centre of town and a natural health centre tucked away in a mews with dried herbs hanging in the window. The surrounding hill countryside is steeped in folklore and a history of locals...
#friendship
#memories
#mystery
67 reads
2 Comments
Lowko
Jimi Tatz
Jimi Tatz
Poem Published
1st Nov 2024 2:54pm
1st Nov 2024 2:54pm
Thee Underclass
It was thee 18th century, and I was just a mere vagabondus.
I couldn't hold down a job, I think one week was my longest!
With a peaky blinders cap and my waistcoat on tight,
I would wander thee streets at night, drunk, and get into fights.
It was thee old days of Landan, full of buskers and harlots.
Staggering past thee beggers, on thee way to thee market.
I met a Dorris called Charlotte, going past on her horse and cart,
She offered me a lift and asked where I'd like to depart?!
She was talking all jargon about nobility,...
I couldn't hold down a job, I think one week was my longest!
With a peaky blinders cap and my waistcoat on tight,
I would wander thee streets at night, drunk, and get into fights.
It was thee old days of Landan, full of buskers and harlots.
Staggering past thee beggers, on thee way to thee market.
I met a Dorris called Charlotte, going past on her horse and cart,
She offered me a lift and asked where I'd like to depart?!
She was talking all jargon about nobility,...
#friendship
#heroic
#humankind #masculinity
#humankind #masculinity
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2 Comments
EleazarSwan
Poem Published
1st Nov 2024 00:25am
1st Nov 2024 00:25am
Villanelle 5 [a Feast & Proposal]
V: come now, my darling, surely we grow weary of this language that besets the mind with all kinds of thoughts
Me: i never tire of Truth, to my own peril
V: and why should you perish? surely the body must be refreshed from time to time, as the mind needs be
Me: to be sure, yet I honor my mind far greater than my body
V: to what purpose? for as the mind is strengthened by Truth, so the body is strengthened by food
Me: in this you err, thou vile witch; for as the mind is brought into subjection by the investigation of Truth, so the body is brought into subjection by the...
Me: i never tire of Truth, to my own peril
V: and why should you perish? surely the body must be refreshed from time to time, as the mind needs be
Me: to be sure, yet I honor my mind far greater than my body
V: to what purpose? for as the mind is strengthened by Truth, so the body is strengthened by food
Me: in this you err, thou vile witch; for as the mind is brought into subjection by the investigation of Truth, so the body is brought into subjection by the...
#villanelle
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
31st Oct 2024 4:37am
31st Oct 2024 4:37am
The Gift of Her Naked Patriotism
#erotic
#lust
#sensual
#soldiers
#women
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EleazarSwan
Poem Published
31st Oct 2024 2:27am
31st Oct 2024 2:27am
Villanelle 4 [Reality & Perfection]
V: come my darling, let us discuss the essence of pain and pleasure
Me: tell me your riddle, and be canid in your speech!
V: your man, Thomas Aquinas wrote a commentary on my man Aristotle in “de anima” many moons ago
Me: yes, I am familiar
V: and your man Dante, in Canto 6 of Inferno explained it better
Me: perhaps not better, as you say, but more poetically for posterity
V: herein is the riddle, indeed
Me: I said, SPEAK PLAINLY, your speech is harder on the mind than on the ear
V: very well, my darling, then let us begin.
V: those who live...
Me: tell me your riddle, and be canid in your speech!
V: your man, Thomas Aquinas wrote a commentary on my man Aristotle in “de anima” many moons ago
Me: yes, I am familiar
V: and your man Dante, in Canto 6 of Inferno explained it better
Me: perhaps not better, as you say, but more poetically for posterity
V: herein is the riddle, indeed
Me: I said, SPEAK PLAINLY, your speech is harder on the mind than on the ear
V: very well, my darling, then let us begin.
V: those who live...
#villanelle
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Lozzamus
Poem Published
29th Oct 2024 8:12am
29th Oct 2024 8:12am
Secrets - Doubts
He weren't there, lad,' your dad says, as if guessing my thoughts. 'Our Scott's looked into it. Vince Macarthur never went into the woods that afternoon. He only popped out to go to the corner shop and that took no longer than five minutes and then he fell fast asleep in front of tele. He were woken up later when the police came.'
'How does Scott know that?' I say, hoping my question doesn't come across as rude.
'Never mind how he knows. Are you going to tell us what really happened?'
'I already have.'
Your dad stands up. 'Okay, lad, that's it....
'How does Scott know that?' I say, hoping my question doesn't come across as rude.
'Never mind how he knows. Are you going to tell us what really happened?'
'I already have.'
Your dad stands up. 'Okay, lad, that's it....
#childhood
#memories
#mystery #risk
#mystery #risk
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Lilliputian
Poem Published
28th Oct 2024 7:54pm
28th Oct 2024 7:54pm
The Marionette and the Puppeteer
Having fun on his own, the puppeteer wanted any toy to pass the time with—a plaything for his lecherous mind. There, he noticed the puppet sleeping soundly in the same room—the perfect doll, he thought.
At first, it began with stolen glances and grazes across her figure. Then, when the lights were turned off and everyone was asleep, his show started, and his costume was on, designed to do tricks for her—tricks she had never felt before, and neither did she want to feel.
Paralyzed, lying like a corpse as he fastened the strings around her wrists, joints, and limbs, she...
At first, it began with stolen glances and grazes across her figure. Then, when the lights were turned off and everyone was asleep, his show started, and his costume was on, designed to do tricks for her—tricks she had never felt before, and neither did she want to feel.
Paralyzed, lying like a corpse as he fastened the strings around her wrists, joints, and limbs, she...
#dark
#manipulation
#suffering
#suicide
#violence
128 reads
Panter896
Poem Published
28th Oct 2024 4:30pm
28th Oct 2024 4:30pm
Lost in Tokyo: A Journey of Desire, Secrets, and Sensuality
#boyfriend
#erotic
#lust #sensual
#lust #sensual
100 reads
1 Comment
goldenmyst
Poem Published
28th Oct 2024 3:35am
28th Oct 2024 3:35am
Late Night D&D
Late Night D&D
A girl and two guys in the oil field night play dungeons and dragons in a trailer threesome.
Midnight has come and gone. Holly discloses her use of hairbrush which is not just for combing hair she says. For the strands twined twixt the silk-bristles come from her golden fleece.
She proposes it for men. Jim says “wouldn’t a hand be better for males?” Holly mumbles frustration that her idea was dismissed so easily.
Holly’s words are sprinkled like red wine into my thirsty ear. Each song of her laughter serenades my soul into...
A girl and two guys in the oil field night play dungeons and dragons in a trailer threesome.
Midnight has come and gone. Holly discloses her use of hairbrush which is not just for combing hair she says. For the strands twined twixt the silk-bristles come from her golden fleece.
She proposes it for men. Jim says “wouldn’t a hand be better for males?” Holly mumbles frustration that her idea was dismissed so easily.
Holly’s words are sprinkled like red wine into my thirsty ear. Each song of her laughter serenades my soul into...
#dialogue
#sensual
#sexy
#threesome
#women
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Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
26th Oct 2024 10:48am
26th Oct 2024 10:48am
Colors Of Roses
I think each rose is unique.
And if you just take a peek,you'll see what you need.
Like red rose petals,spread at the wedding altar.
Red roses represent love.
You give them to someone you love hard.
Red roses represent passion and desire.
And the light,ember fire in your heart.
Red roses are beautiful and never foul
I could wear it in my hair.
They are georgeous and prevent a bad affair.
And if only one day I could be one.
I would be a red rose,number one.
People would look at me in awe.
And I will never...
And if you just take a peek,you'll see what you need.
Like red rose petals,spread at the wedding altar.
Red roses represent love.
You give them to someone you love hard.
Red roses represent passion and desire.
And the light,ember fire in your heart.
Red roses are beautiful and never foul
I could wear it in my hair.
They are georgeous and prevent a bad affair.
And if only one day I could be one.
I would be a red rose,number one.
People would look at me in awe.
And I will never...
#flowers
#happiness
#nature
#rose
#uplifting
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DU Poetry : Long Fictional Prose: Short Stories and Chapters from Books and Novels (Page 5)
