Popular Fictional Prose
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Short stories and chapters from books and novels
Popular poems, listed in order of their popularity this month.
Once Upon A Death
On a distant mountain
There climbed a girl
Not quite yet woman
She watched and waited
For rocks to quit tumbling down
Before she took her cue
Fearless in her climb
Of a few impatient years
Too eager to know any better
Unprepared for the inevitable fall
When its plates shifted
Her grip began to slip
Cramping her fingers
Until the pain was too much to bear
She finally let go and
Embraced her death
Reborn when the time was right
And not a second sooner
Up she came, a woman now ...
There climbed a girl
Not quite yet woman
She watched and waited
For rocks to quit tumbling down
Before she took her cue
Fearless in her climb
Of a few impatient years
Too eager to know any better
Unprepared for the inevitable fall
When its plates shifted
Her grip began to slip
Cramping her fingers
Until the pain was too much to bear
She finally let go and
Embraced her death
Reborn when the time was right
And not a second sooner
Up she came, a woman now ...
#ShortStory
#LifeAsAWriter
190 reads
20 Comments
Winter Horse Apples
The sun was fading behind our single-wide trailer,
high up on the knob of what used to be a landfill.
Now a trailer park that had lost its flavor when the
flamingos left for tastier pickings. We had wall-to-
wall linoleum both inside and outside.
We are naturists (nudists) and enjoy being free of
blue denim. Occasionally, Granny paints pockets
on my right buttock cheek. One might say that we
are eccentric because we wear Bullwinkle antlers.
Also, Granny is president of the local Little Jimmy ...
high up on the knob of what used to be a landfill.
Now a trailer park that had lost its flavor when the
flamingos left for tastier pickings. We had wall-to-
wall linoleum both inside and outside.
We are naturists (nudists) and enjoy being free of
blue denim. Occasionally, Granny paints pockets
on my right buttock cheek. One might say that we
are eccentric because we wear Bullwinkle antlers.
Also, Granny is president of the local Little Jimmy ...
#erotic
#funny
86 reads
7 Comments
The Witch Patch page 50
The beginning of the end
Hero was the first to greet us but quickly pounced his way through the crowd of Breakstone’s and other clans members, landing by Cats side, then reached up and began licking her face. It was immediately obvious that Sally had escaped from her bondage. There was a mess near the broom closet and near the liquor cabinet. Plus the kitchen door was left wide-open. By now the house was buzzing with Clans members and relatives on both sides of the McGovern and Breakstone family bloodlines, welcoming us home and...
Hero was the first to greet us but quickly pounced his way through the crowd of Breakstone’s and other clans members, landing by Cats side, then reached up and began licking her face. It was immediately obvious that Sally had escaped from her bondage. There was a mess near the broom closet and near the liquor cabinet. Plus the kitchen door was left wide-open. By now the house was buzzing with Clans members and relatives on both sides of the McGovern and Breakstone family bloodlines, welcoming us home and...
#PowerOfWords
88 reads
6 Comments
The Witch Patch Page 51
26 Years Later
It’s been 26 years since the murder of my younger brother and sister and the attempted murder on Chastity. The year is now 2048, and sadly the plan to seek revenge continues to drag on unfulfilled.
I often wonder if Kujo purposely cast a spell on Chastity rather than just physically pushing her off the mountain. Maybe because somewhere buried deep down in that black hole of a heart lies a little love for chastity after all; and killing her with magick...
It’s been 26 years since the murder of my younger brother and sister and the attempted murder on Chastity. The year is now 2048, and sadly the plan to seek revenge continues to drag on unfulfilled.
I often wonder if Kujo purposely cast a spell on Chastity rather than just physically pushing her off the mountain. Maybe because somewhere buried deep down in that black hole of a heart lies a little love for chastity after all; and killing her with magick...
#PowerOfWords
121 reads
9 Comments
Silent, A Tense Encounter (1)
Two Years Ago, Gavin
It was awful. I kept trying to leave, but each time I walked to the empty window space, Jace or Steve got me in a friendly headlock and sat me down again while the hoodie cackled in the corner, muttering before laughing out loud. I couldn't believe I'd tried to help Jace the previous night when he'd done his stupid walk along the sea railing. I should have let him fall into the water.
Meanwhile, Philippa and Aidan were bickering in another corner of the building. Aidan rolling around on the ground and crying like a little kid. Throwing up everywhere...
It was awful. I kept trying to leave, but each time I walked to the empty window space, Jace or Steve got me in a friendly headlock and sat me down again while the hoodie cackled in the corner, muttering before laughing out loud. I couldn't believe I'd tried to help Jace the previous night when he'd done his stupid walk along the sea railing. I should have let him fall into the water.
Meanwhile, Philippa and Aidan were bickering in another corner of the building. Aidan rolling around on the ground and crying like a little kid. Throwing up everywhere...
#mystery
#obsession
#risk
70 reads
6 Comments
Winter Queen
Winter white of my Queen’s desire the hunter of the night has come. She nods to me to let him in, and I desire nothing more. Upon his back he carries the skins and bones of coyote hunted in the darkness of the forest pines, while the bear is left to sleep beneath the stones and roots, intertwined. He lays them upon the alter along with many dried, white petals of datura blossoms and sets them to flames of orange. Their calming scent so tenderly seductive but without any warmth in winter’s crisp, cool air. I breathe in deeply, hoping she is unaware of the dreams the smoke and flames whisper to...
#love
#winter
#fire
#prose
#WritingPoetry
59 reads
6 Comments
Susan's Temptation Part 1

#marriage
#sex
#betrayal
75 reads
4 Comments
Dargos & Huldra: A frightening Norse tale of love
"How do you know my name?" He replied, turning his head to spot the silhouette by the door.
"Dargos..." She repeated. "Don't be silly; I named you."
Dargos winced as he faced the enigmatic woman who knew his birth name.
She appeared to be a farm maiden, her beauty unmatched in the outlands. Her angelic face framed with a mane of white gold, her skin radiant, as if illuminated by candlelight in the gloom of his deathtrap.
"Have you forgotten me?" She smiled.
...
"Dargos..." She repeated. "Don't be silly; I named you."
Dargos winced as he faced the enigmatic woman who knew his birth name.
She appeared to be a farm maiden, her beauty unmatched in the outlands. Her angelic face framed with a mane of white gold, her skin radiant, as if illuminated by candlelight in the gloom of his deathtrap.
"Have you forgotten me?" She smiled.
...
#love
#dark
#mythology
148 reads
2 Comments
Update: The Witch Patch
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 will repost each page in order by twos each day.
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 will repost each page in order by twos each day.
#PowerOfWords
70 reads
2 Comments
Dupin in London
fan fiction based on characters created by Edgar Allan Poe
It was in the year 18—— that my friend Dupin and I set sail to London to stay with a sponsor for whom Dupin had rendered a most invaluable service when they were caught in a “cooping” incident, a most disreputable practice whereby a man is plied with drink and then forced to visit polling stations to vote for his assailants’ chosen candidate. The sponsor was a wealthy but naive young dandy from New York, visiting New Orleans just as Dupin had also gone to sample the local culture for a piece to be published in Blackwood’s....
It was in the year 18—— that my friend Dupin and I set sail to London to stay with a sponsor for whom Dupin had rendered a most invaluable service when they were caught in a “cooping” incident, a most disreputable practice whereby a man is plied with drink and then forced to visit polling stations to vote for his assailants’ chosen candidate. The sponsor was a wealthy but naive young dandy from New York, visiting New Orleans just as Dupin had also gone to sample the local culture for a piece to be published in Blackwood’s....
#Fanfiction
#ShortStory
#prose #mystery
#prose #mystery
36 reads
4 Comments
Silent, A Disclosure
Two Years Ago, Gavin
Someone was knocking on my door again. Philippa, this time.
'We need to talk,' I said. 'Who are you really? You aren't from Tunbridge Wells, are you?'
A smile played around the corner of her lips. 'How did you find out?'
'It doesn't matter. Just tell me. I can't deal with anymore of this.'
***
'I'm from Exeter in Devon,' she began, after pulling up a chair and sitting opposite me. 'Don't let the accent trick you. Years of practice and private schooling. I'm seventeen, not eighteen like I...
Someone was knocking on my door again. Philippa, this time.
'We need to talk,' I said. 'Who are you really? You aren't from Tunbridge Wells, are you?'
A smile played around the corner of her lips. 'How did you find out?'
'It doesn't matter. Just tell me. I can't deal with anymore of this.'
***
'I'm from Exeter in Devon,' she began, after pulling up a chair and sitting opposite me. 'Don't let the accent trick you. Years of practice and private schooling. I'm seventeen, not eighteen like I...
#mystery
#obsession
#risk
49 reads
4 Comments
Secret Garden
I was exploring my town.
Looking at mountains far away.
Then ,something caught my eye.
I found a house.
With a backyard,very big.
I went into the backyard.
I entered through the doors.
I explored the mystical halls.
Listening to birds chirping.
As I catch a sunlight ray.
And I found something fascinating.
I had found a secret garden.
A fairytale,hidden away.
It had flowers of all kinds, so much color.
Like a jungle hidden in paradise.
You look at its beauty and you widen your eyes.
As...
Looking at mountains far away.
Then ,something caught my eye.
I found a house.
With a backyard,very big.
I went into the backyard.
I entered through the doors.
I explored the mystical halls.
Listening to birds chirping.
As I catch a sunlight ray.
And I found something fascinating.
I had found a secret garden.
A fairytale,hidden away.
It had flowers of all kinds, so much color.
Like a jungle hidden in paradise.
You look at its beauty and you widen your eyes.
As...
#dreams
#flowers
#rose #nature
#rose #nature
61 reads
2 Comments
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