Fictional Prose Seeking Friendly Advice
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Short stories and chapters from books and novels
Friendly feedback has been requested for these poems.
hanagara
Poem Published
23rd Sep 2020 00:47am
23rd Sep 2020 00:47am
thing.
People throw things away quickly.
If your hands are physical, your smartphone is also a thing.
It's easy to say things, but things also have a god.
If your hands are physical, your smartphone is also a thing.
It's easy to say things, but things also have a god.
#happiness
#love
#motivational
16 reads
0 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
21st Sep 2020 6:00am
21st Sep 2020 6:00am
Pythian Priestess
Pythian Priestess
On my first visit to the oracle of Gaia, my quest is for a spiritual guide to fill the role of earth- mother for me, a lyceum-age lad in need of guidance and discipline from a prophetess in the art of setting young men straight. My second chance to grow up comes under a capable Pythian Priestess well versed at divining the rods of young men. She is a strawberry-tressed priestess whose smoky mezzo timbre gives me a natural high and I instantly trust her.
Amber invites me to join her religion of Delphic desire. Amber awakens me to my need for a touch of...
On my first visit to the oracle of Gaia, my quest is for a spiritual guide to fill the role of earth- mother for me, a lyceum-age lad in need of guidance and discipline from a prophetess in the art of setting young men straight. My second chance to grow up comes under a capable Pythian Priestess well versed at divining the rods of young men. She is a strawberry-tressed priestess whose smoky mezzo timbre gives me a natural high and I instantly trust her.
Amber invites me to join her religion of Delphic desire. Amber awakens me to my need for a touch of...
#erotic
#dreams
#religion
#dialogue
#magic
23 reads
0 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
17th Sep 2020 2:07am
17th Sep 2020 2:07am
Moonlight’s Temptation
#lover
#temptation
#passion
79 reads
15 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
13th Sep 2020 6:32am
13th Sep 2020 6:32am
Midnight at the Voodoo Lounge
Midnight at the Voodoo Lounge
When fall comes, it feels the time to make a cool change. Rowena’s ladder out of this tar pit is to get a bartending license. So instead of rolling joints at the medical marijuana clinic, she juices her patrons up. Though the contact high from the weed is pleasant she feels it is time to come down from the high. Feeding this vice is much more to her taste.
At their apartment and before John’s very eyes, Rowena strips out of her lily-white as first communion dress into her black as Wicca lipstick on the eve of Samhain, lingerie. ...
When fall comes, it feels the time to make a cool change. Rowena’s ladder out of this tar pit is to get a bartending license. So instead of rolling joints at the medical marijuana clinic, she juices her patrons up. Though the contact high from the weed is pleasant she feels it is time to come down from the high. Feeding this vice is much more to her taste.
At their apartment and before John’s very eyes, Rowena strips out of her lily-white as first communion dress into her black as Wicca lipstick on the eve of Samhain, lingerie. ...
#love
#romantic
#scary
#dialogue
#passion
21 reads
2 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
9th Sep 2020 4:27am
9th Sep 2020 4:27am
Eros Aims Through the Ashes
Eros Aims Through the Ashes
Arson consumes the Big Easy. Someone decides the city is in need of demolition because individual liberty is at stake. So they try the more challenging recipes in the “Anarchist Cookbook” to bring about real freedom. But to their dismay, the government only clamps down into fascism.
At the tender age of twenty, Rowena finds herself a tourist in an uninhabitable city she once called home. Rowena finds herself chaperoned by the strangest man in a car. He opens the door for her as though he is a gentleman. He says, “Good afternoon. Want to...
Arson consumes the Big Easy. Someone decides the city is in need of demolition because individual liberty is at stake. So they try the more challenging recipes in the “Anarchist Cookbook” to bring about real freedom. But to their dismay, the government only clamps down into fascism.
At the tender age of twenty, Rowena finds herself a tourist in an uninhabitable city she once called home. Rowena finds herself chaperoned by the strangest man in a car. He opens the door for her as though he is a gentleman. He says, “Good afternoon. Want to...
#women
#romantic
#alcohol
#apocalypse
#sexy
47 reads
8 Comments
bcpoet
Lawrence
Lawrence
Poem Published
8th Sep 2020 7:18am
8th Sep 2020 7:18am
First Contact
Dragonfly, the first plasmaloop drive interstellar spacecraft
accelerated to a thousand times the speed of light
(the faster it goes the faster it can go)
harvesting the electric potential difference
between spacecraft and rarefied plasma environment
to charge ultra capacitors which discharged in propulsion
on the two day journey to Proxima Centauri's Planet B...
Dragonfly aimed for the planet's predicted position
using reverse propulsion for deceleration
arriving into successful orbit without...
accelerated to a thousand times the speed of light
(the faster it goes the faster it can go)
harvesting the electric potential difference
between spacecraft and rarefied plasma environment
to charge ultra capacitors which discharged in propulsion
on the two day journey to Proxima Centauri's Planet B...
Dragonfly aimed for the planet's predicted position
using reverse propulsion for deceleration
arriving into successful orbit without...
#scifi
46 reads
2 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
4th Sep 2020 6:51pm
4th Sep 2020 6:51pm
When Love Calls (Chapter Thirty-Four)
#corruption
#lover
#passion
90 reads
6 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
3rd Sep 2020 4:38am
3rd Sep 2020 4:38am
Borne Fey Over Burnt Blanca
Borne Fey Over Burnt Blanca
A marital spat erupts between the Aztec creator and creatrix of humankind. The male God banishes a mortal woman to Mictlán the Aztec purgatory for praying to the female embodiment of the divine. There she will walk barefoot across burning sand and rocks. But the creatrix can finesse the denouement into feminine favor with a defector from hubby’s very own brotherhood.
Sand clouds flap-like angels wings across the dunes as the desert turns crimson. The blood of the virgin paints the sky. Her pain is buried deep in her heart. The Lord of Duality...
A marital spat erupts between the Aztec creator and creatrix of humankind. The male God banishes a mortal woman to Mictlán the Aztec purgatory for praying to the female embodiment of the divine. There she will walk barefoot across burning sand and rocks. But the creatrix can finesse the denouement into feminine favor with a defector from hubby’s very own brotherhood.
Sand clouds flap-like angels wings across the dunes as the desert turns crimson. The blood of the virgin paints the sky. Her pain is buried deep in her heart. The Lord of Duality...
#love
#marriage
#religion
#desert
#risk
43 reads
4 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
2nd Sep 2020 2:10pm
2nd Sep 2020 2:10pm
When Love Calls (Chapter Thirty-Three)
#love
#corruption
#passion
79 reads
12 Comments
Lozzamus
Poem Published
30th Aug 2020 9:46pm
30th Aug 2020 9:46pm
Back Where It Started
She glanced at the time on her phone. Her shift would begin in a while. She inhaled hard on the cigarette until stars danced before her eyes and her chest hurt. She shut her eyes. The cigarette was making her dizzy and sick.
Horrible, stinky town.
Even the House looked totally different. A team of builders had ripped out the interior and rebuilt the structure, eradicating all traces of Mum and Dad.
Horrible, stinky town.
Even the House looked totally different. A team of builders had ripped out the interior and rebuilt the structure, eradicating all traces of Mum and Dad.
#loneliness
#memories
#mystery
63 reads
9 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
28th Aug 2020 00:43am
28th Aug 2020 00:43am
Kayla of the Ocean Blue
Kayla of the Ocean Blue
She emerges from the transparent bubble into a school of iridescent fish. The cloud of fish glistens in rainbow colors. She floats lazily in chrysanthemum dreams of seas of rolling indigo where mermen frolic splashing love through the warm waves.
She is a golden breasted sea maiden who sparkles in prismatic colors. She plays with porpoises in the crystal ocean. Seagulls, otters, and whales all sing a melody of love she feels. Her periwinkle nipples are pink with sunset hue. Her raven locks are wet with salty desire. Azure waters foam in crests...
She emerges from the transparent bubble into a school of iridescent fish. The cloud of fish glistens in rainbow colors. She floats lazily in chrysanthemum dreams of seas of rolling indigo where mermen frolic splashing love through the warm waves.
She is a golden breasted sea maiden who sparkles in prismatic colors. She plays with porpoises in the crystal ocean. Seagulls, otters, and whales all sing a melody of love she feels. Her periwinkle nipples are pink with sunset hue. Her raven locks are wet with salty desire. Azure waters foam in crests...
#women
#men
#sea
#freedom
#sensual
42 reads
4 Comments
DU Poetry : Fictional Prose Seeking Advice: Short Stories and Chapters from Books and Novels
