Fictional Prose Seeking Honest Critique
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Short stories and chapters from books and novels
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Santa Claus Did It
a Christmas detective story
Lord Sixtus Runcorn had been murdered with an axe, by Santa Claus. Lady Runcorn had seen it through the window of the library while she was walking the primrose path about the house and promptly screamed the estate to a standstill. A doctor was on hand to administer a sedative and she was now sleeping in her chambers, attended by a close friend.
Inspector Frodsham gathered everyone in the drawing room. It was a tradition among the Runcorns of Arrowfield to retire early on Christmas Eve, so the suspects were dressed in pyjamas and robes,...
Lord Sixtus Runcorn had been murdered with an axe, by Santa Claus. Lady Runcorn had seen it through the window of the library while she was walking the primrose path about the house and promptly screamed the estate to a standstill. A doctor was on hand to administer a sedative and she was now sleeping in her chambers, attended by a close friend.
Inspector Frodsham gathered everyone in the drawing room. It was a tradition among the Runcorns of Arrowfield to retire early on Christmas Eve, so the suspects were dressed in pyjamas and robes,...
#Christmas
#murder
#mystery #ShortStory
#mystery #ShortStory
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Musical Dimension
To me,music can be used to travel.
To lands far away.
Mysteries,unravel.
And we play it as begin to travel.
We travel to a magical land.
A gate covered by magic.
Where you say the magic words.
And escape anything tragic with a tap.
A click,or a snap.
If you just sing the magic words.
You'll travel new worlds.
And unravel the mysteries of life.
Listen,headphones on and thrive.
As you watch the glowing moon at night.
Maybe you'll go to a concern tonight.
And music,magic will take flight. ...
To lands far away.
Mysteries,unravel.
And we play it as begin to travel.
We travel to a magical land.
A gate covered by magic.
Where you say the magic words.
And escape anything tragic with a tap.
A click,or a snap.
If you just sing the magic words.
You'll travel new worlds.
And unravel the mysteries of life.
Listen,headphones on and thrive.
As you watch the glowing moon at night.
Maybe you'll go to a concern tonight.
And music,magic will take flight. ...
#happiness
#hope
#inspirational #uplifting
#inspirational #uplifting
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Mirror of Self-Loath
Restless & irritable...Pains of uncomfortable, underlining new skin of suffocation. Drowning sober of choking. Treading with my head just above the waves of living life...Hardest job, Work load of constant strident drive. Harder when you don't want to try. Never the driver, just a passenger of backseat status. Can't see ahead, just the rear view mirror of backwards flow, filling the shoes I've already tread. Lectures of I told you so, always a fuck up, sights of never right. Now I recall why I jumped & took this flight of astronomical sight. Ennui feelings of listlessness caused by...
#addiction
#despair
#drugs
#SelfHarm
#SelfReflection
45 reads
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The Reawakening of Shar
The beginning of my beginning
You know I should be crying and in hysterics like the women I am tied to at the moment. I should be feeling something for my impending death, but I feel tired. Tired of pretending to be something that I am not. I'm tired of hiding what I can do from these narrow-minded people who think that their God would condone what they are doing. Yeah, enough is enough of living with these self-righteous assholes.
“Excuse me, everyone. I would like to say something before you commence and burn me at the stake.”
The crowd became hushed....
You know I should be crying and in hysterics like the women I am tied to at the moment. I should be feeling something for my impending death, but I feel tired. Tired of pretending to be something that I am not. I'm tired of hiding what I can do from these narrow-minded people who think that their God would condone what they are doing. Yeah, enough is enough of living with these self-righteous assholes.
“Excuse me, everyone. I would like to say something before you commence and burn me at the stake.”
The crowd became hushed....
#prose
106 reads
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Sweets
I still remember the scent.
Of chocolate,wet cement.
When I was still a child.
And all of the pain was mild.
I remember the scent of pastries.
With cream and chocolate chips.
I remember her cookies.
So good,you would lick your lips.
And maybe homemade,vanilla cake.
That you and your family would make.
Maybe the scent and taste of caramel.
If only I could remember the smell.
I would have a fairytale to tell.
One day,I will also try to bake.
Maybe while painting an ethereal lake.
I will...
Of chocolate,wet cement.
When I was still a child.
And all of the pain was mild.
I remember the scent of pastries.
With cream and chocolate chips.
I remember her cookies.
So good,you would lick your lips.
And maybe homemade,vanilla cake.
That you and your family would make.
Maybe the scent and taste of caramel.
If only I could remember the smell.
I would have a fairytale to tell.
One day,I will also try to bake.
Maybe while painting an ethereal lake.
I will...
#happiness
#hope
#memories
#nostalgia
#uplifting
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The Diamond Tree
One day,you were walking home at night.
In the storm,with no fright.
Something was sparkling in the sky.
But not just the stars.
You find something far away.
That looks like it will never decay.
It resembled a tree.
With diamonds on it,that will set you free.
Maybe it was all in your head.
Maybe it was an illusion,a threat.
But when you followed the thread.
You became amazed.
With diamonds so shiny,you became dreamy and dazed.
Your feelings were happy,amazed.
With your fascination unphased.
...
In the storm,with no fright.
Something was sparkling in the sky.
But not just the stars.
You find something far away.
That looks like it will never decay.
It resembled a tree.
With diamonds on it,that will set you free.
Maybe it was all in your head.
Maybe it was an illusion,a threat.
But when you followed the thread.
You became amazed.
With diamonds so shiny,you became dreamy and dazed.
Your feelings were happy,amazed.
With your fascination unphased.
...
#dreams
#happiness
#hope
#motivational
#uplifting
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Three Clowns for Samhain
#corruption
#dark
#Halloween
#horror
#murder
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When Flowers Bloom
When it's spring it's a surprise.
The glowing stars in the skies.
The flowers all begin to bloom.
And you give them to a wedded bride and groom.
The colors,you can arrange.
And maybe get a chance.
Of a colorful,new romance.
Roses represent grace.
And put a smile on your face.
They come in so many varieties and ways.
Daisies,white petals.
In the cold,midnight rain.
When flowers bloom,you feel no pain.
All the colors on the field.
And the pollen that they shield.
It's like a game of...
The glowing stars in the skies.
The flowers all begin to bloom.
And you give them to a wedded bride and groom.
The colors,you can arrange.
And maybe get a chance.
Of a colorful,new romance.
Roses represent grace.
And put a smile on your face.
They come in so many varieties and ways.
Daisies,white petals.
In the cold,midnight rain.
When flowers bloom,you feel no pain.
All the colors on the field.
And the pollen that they shield.
It's like a game of...
#happiness
#hope
#nature #uplifting
#nature #uplifting
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Blake's Ghost Hunters and the Web of Madness: Part Two
#dark
#ghosts
#horror
#scifi
#ShortStory
23 reads
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Blake's Ghost Hunters and the Web of Madness: Part One
#dark
#ghosts
#horror
#scifi
#ShortStory
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Lunar Alchemy
In the night of darkness,
The trees get taller on a full moon,
Branches get longer than noon,
Leaves are greener with veins thick.
Darkness gets darker,
Moonlight yearns for blood,
Squirrels hide in their treehouses,
When the beast walks through the forest.
A blend of a wolf and medusa’s head,
Spitting lethal poison out of their hissing voices,
Standing on hooves of a goat,
Looking for innocent blood to cherish its soul.
Walks distances, delving deeper,
Thirst builds up like a snowball,
Swaying anything on...
The trees get taller on a full moon,
Branches get longer than noon,
Leaves are greener with veins thick.
Darkness gets darker,
Moonlight yearns for blood,
Squirrels hide in their treehouses,
When the beast walks through the forest.
A blend of a wolf and medusa’s head,
Spitting lethal poison out of their hissing voices,
Standing on hooves of a goat,
Looking for innocent blood to cherish its soul.
Walks distances, delving deeper,
Thirst builds up like a snowball,
Swaying anything on...
#admiration
#love
#romantic
#strength
#TimeHeals
58 reads
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It's sweet insight
"Good afternoon sir, welcome to the patisserie. What can I get for you"
"Hi, yes I'd like some cake please"
"Certainly, is it for a particular occasion"
"No no, simply to observe"
"Hi, yes I'd like some cake please"
"Certainly, is it for a particular occasion"
"No no, simply to observe"
#funny
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