Fictional Prose Seeking Honest Critique
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Short stories and chapters from books and novels
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Any Weather
Do I like better the sun?
Or do I prefer rain?
Do I prefer the sound of rain?
As it erases all my pain.
Do I prefer the sun?
Because I don't feel the need to run.
Do I like better sunny weather?
Or do I prefer any weather whatsoever?
Do I prefer drops of rain.
That dry and don't leave a stain.
The ones,that heal and soothe the soul.
Clean you when you feel foul.
The sun shines upon your face.
And looks at you in shiny grace.
While the rain caresses your face.
Rain dripping in its own...
Or do I prefer rain?
Do I prefer the sound of rain?
As it erases all my pain.
Do I prefer the sun?
Because I don't feel the need to run.
Do I like better sunny weather?
Or do I prefer any weather whatsoever?
Do I prefer drops of rain.
That dry and don't leave a stain.
The ones,that heal and soothe the soul.
Clean you when you feel foul.
The sun shines upon your face.
And looks at you in shiny grace.
While the rain caresses your face.
Rain dripping in its own...
#moon
#rain
#sun #universe
#sun #universe
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Psycho Crazii
My mind is screaming at me
Each and every day
Do this.... do that
I want to rock back and forth
Having to take prescribed medication just to numb out the crazii
Voices ever so clear
Spirits walking around my apartment
Psycho crazii is all I am
Psycho crazii is all I'll ever be
Voices and thoughts, thoughts and voices
Who am I?
Thoughts of suicide to numb out the Voices
Voices to numb out the thoughts
Psycho crazii
Each and every day
Do this.... do that
I want to rock back and forth
Having to take prescribed medication just to numb out the crazii
Voices ever so clear
Spirits walking around my apartment
Psycho crazii is all I am
Psycho crazii is all I'll ever be
Voices and thoughts, thoughts and voices
Who am I?
Thoughts of suicide to numb out the Voices
Voices to numb out the thoughts
Psycho crazii
#fear
#frustration
#hate
#loneliness
#sadness
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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
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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
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Saving Alice
I’m lost,
And at what cost
Did I lose my way?
I went down a rabbit hole
Full of hope
I drank the vial when I was told
And it made me somewhat bold
I awoke
Tired than I ever was before
Ate the cake
Just to appear fake
Oh Mad Hatter, won’t you save me?
From my sanity
My madness locked in a cage
Controlled
Waiting to be set free
Only to find out it was all a dream
And at what cost
Did I lose my way?
I went down a rabbit hole
Full of hope
I drank the vial when I was told
And it made me somewhat bold
I awoke
Tired than I ever was before
Ate the cake
Just to appear fake
Oh Mad Hatter, won’t you save me?
From my sanity
My madness locked in a cage
Controlled
Waiting to be set free
Only to find out it was all a dream
#emotions
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Round Trip
One round trip, please”
“That’ll be sixteen”
The night is young
I feel the warm breeze
I want to dance
The music played
And he whispered
Softly
“You look like starlight”
That was love at first sight
The boat continued on
Playing the same song
Ready for wine
I smiled and thanked the kind man
But I had other plans
“That’ll be sixteen”
The night is young
I feel the warm breeze
I want to dance
The music played
And he whispered
Softly
“You look like starlight”
That was love at first sight
The boat continued on
Playing the same song
Ready for wine
I smiled and thanked the kind man
But I had other plans
#admiration
#beauty
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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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Garden Of Healing
I really like the colors.
Of shiny,gold flowers.
When it's spring they come alive.
They bloom,facing the sun and thrive.
Like the magical daises.
Or my favorite red roses.
Like sunflowers.
And the cycle repeats,decomposes.
A new one grows from a seed.
And grows into a good deed.
I really like the color and hue.
Of red roses,pink and blue.
With their magical,mystical scent.
Wonders of nature ascend.
And the way it wraps around your wrist.
Growing from a seed.
Every spring,you do a good...
Of shiny,gold flowers.
When it's spring they come alive.
They bloom,facing the sun and thrive.
Like the magical daises.
Or my favorite red roses.
Like sunflowers.
And the cycle repeats,decomposes.
A new one grows from a seed.
And grows into a good deed.
I really like the color and hue.
Of red roses,pink and blue.
With their magical,mystical scent.
Wonders of nature ascend.
And the way it wraps around your wrist.
Growing from a seed.
Every spring,you do a good...
#hope
#inspirational
#motivational
#strength
#TimeHeals
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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
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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
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Dark Thrill at the Capital Grille
#BDSM
#dirty
#lust
#orgasm
#threesome
221 reads
4 Comments
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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