Fictional Prose by Members Last Online
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Short stories and chapters from books and novels
Poems published by members most recently online.
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
10th Apr 2025 00:59am
10th Apr 2025 00:59am
The Moon and Memories
Isn't it funny when you're younger, and people tell you that the moon has a way of reminding you of the past? Sitting here on this window sill I can't help thinking about Devin. How, in one night, I had done what I always wanted to do with him.
Generally, with these stories, you have to go all the way to the beginning. But how we began had nothing to do with now or shape what we had done at the end. So, I'm just going to bring you back to the last quarter of my and Devin's friendship.
It was on Thursday night. I remember it very clearly because that night, I was out...
Generally, with these stories, you have to go all the way to the beginning. But how we began had nothing to do with now or shape what we had done at the end. So, I'm just going to bring you back to the last quarter of my and Devin's friendship.
It was on Thursday night. I remember it very clearly because that night, I was out...
#dirty
#orgasm
#sensual
122 reads
5 Comments
rubyredheart
Poem Published
14th Jun 2022 8:28pm
14th Jun 2022 8:28pm
Eve’s thoughts on fruit, serpents, Eden’s garden and swords on fire
I’d eat the fruit again! Plain & simple—THAT was heaven. Sweet, striking all the senses with perfect beauty, firmness, softness, ripe and dripping, smooth and rippled, tingling, teasing, satiating… the serpent was kind, gentle, caring, speaking truths that grew me, gave me confidence, taught me independence & self-love; gorgeous serpent, why did you disappear when I was banned from that mediocre garden? The Eden gardener seemed to think that self-important rib donor was my soulmate and you the Devil… but you and that fruit divine were worth expulsion—my one regret was the lost life of...
#fiction
282 reads
missjem56
Poem Published
9th Apr 2025 9:20pm
9th Apr 2025 9:20pm
Silent Silkworms
I fell asleep
Drifting gently, to the land of dreams
And they, for a change
Were mostly pleasant
I awoke
Feeling umusually relaxed
And at peace
In fact my bed
Felt more comfortable, than usual
As if the bedcovers
Were made of the finest silk
I lay there for a while
Daydreaming, engaging within the harmony of existence
Only disturbed
By the sense, my bed was moving
I opened my eyes
It was pitch black
Yet i always sleep with soft light
Perhaps the light was momentarily lost
I tried...
Drifting gently, to the land of dreams
And they, for a change
Were mostly pleasant
I awoke
Feeling umusually relaxed
And at peace
In fact my bed
Felt more comfortable, than usual
As if the bedcovers
Were made of the finest silk
I lay there for a while
Daydreaming, engaging within the harmony of existence
Only disturbed
By the sense, my bed was moving
I opened my eyes
It was pitch black
Yet i always sleep with soft light
Perhaps the light was momentarily lost
I tried...
#anxiety
#LifeAsAWriter
#nightmares
30 reads
0 Comments
AverageJoe
Poem Published
15th Sep 2019 1:35pm
15th Sep 2019 1:35pm
The Touch
My hands are rough and calloused not soft, the same as my language. It is not given to me to speak soft words, which while sweet, are soon forgotten. Besides, “I love you” and “You’re beautiful” I should soon be lost and adrift in my sea of ignorance of pretty words.
So what has brought us to this?
Was it that moment you caught me looking too long before speaking or that almost imperceptible measuring look that found something more than just good and decent…leading to a different smile than I’d seen before as you gazed steadily into my eyes?
Why do we try to...
So what has brought us to this?
Was it that moment you caught me looking too long before speaking or that almost imperceptible measuring look that found something more than just good and decent…leading to a different smile than I’d seen before as you gazed steadily into my eyes?
Why do we try to...
#love
#relationships
#dreams
#fate
#passion
722 reads
4 Comments
Betty
Poem Published
24th May 2024 2:53pm
24th May 2024 2:53pm
Your cock is my second favorite thing (erotic prose)
#erotic
#lover
#orgasm
#sex
#sexy
374 reads
23 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
3rd Nov 2023 9:56pm
3rd Nov 2023 9:56pm
Empathy~Spirit Child
Trying to ascend
the dark presses in on me
and will not relent
It tastes the grace of my being
light fettered
with midnight's last regret
My soul is not my own
Was it ever, I wonder?
Little redeemer
falling through time
chastised
a vision left aching
and mute
The cosmic equalizer
comes on quietly
hunting my dreams
cloaking himself
with tunnel vision
In the darkness
innocence weeps
at misunderstanding's sake
while sonnets of faith escape me
and my Father
Wisdom ...
the dark presses in on me
and will not relent
It tastes the grace of my being
light fettered
with midnight's last regret
My soul is not my own
Was it ever, I wonder?
Little redeemer
falling through time
chastised
a vision left aching
and mute
The cosmic equalizer
comes on quietly
hunting my dreams
cloaking himself
with tunnel vision
In the darkness
innocence weeps
at misunderstanding's sake
while sonnets of faith escape me
and my Father
Wisdom ...
#love
278 reads
3 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
26th Mar 2024 8:00am
26th Mar 2024 8:00am
(king oskar sardiner)
A Brisling (King Oscar sardines)
I opened a tin of sardines in olive oil for supper
Headless and nicely packed, except for one
that had a head and was alive.
I put the live one in a glass jar; the others looked
so dead I could not eat them, put the tin back
into the fridge
My little King Oscar sardine grew and was too
big for a jar, I had fed it bread crumbs,
real home
baked with butter.
Suddenly, there were many cats in the yard the adventurous cats
tried to find an open window
I took my sardine to an empty lake. ...
I opened a tin of sardines in olive oil for supper
Headless and nicely packed, except for one
that had a head and was alive.
I put the live one in a glass jar; the others looked
so dead I could not eat them, put the tin back
into the fridge
My little King Oscar sardine grew and was too
big for a jar, I had fed it bread crumbs,
real home
baked with butter.
Suddenly, there were many cats in the yard the adventurous cats
tried to find an open window
I took my sardine to an empty lake. ...
#monsters
#dragons
#ghosts #fairies
#ghosts #fairies
236 reads
0 Comments
Lord_Stabdagger
Poem Published
18th May 2020 9:12pm
18th May 2020 9:12pm
Run for your Death!
Robert had never been happier. Finally, after several years of hard work his life was exactly where he wanted it to be. In the morning he starts his new job and by the end of the year he’ll be set for life.
He stands in front of his wardrobe mirror admiring the new suit he’ll be wearing, totally absorbed in his own self worth, when all of a sudden, “Good morning,” came a voice behind him.
He turned to find a tall elderly gentleman dressed in tweed, sitting on the end of his bed, casually smoking an old fashioned pipe.
“Who the hell are you!? How did you get in here!?” ...
He stands in front of his wardrobe mirror admiring the new suit he’ll be wearing, totally absorbed in his own self worth, when all of a sudden, “Good morning,” came a voice behind him.
He turned to find a tall elderly gentleman dressed in tweed, sitting on the end of his bed, casually smoking an old fashioned pipe.
“Who the hell are you!? How did you get in here!?” ...
#LifeChangingMoment
#LifeGoals
#escape
#determination
#risk
784 reads
4 Comments
nutbuster
D C
D C
Poem Published
13th Apr 2024 4:44pm
13th Apr 2024 4:44pm
Welcome to the Party Chapter 20
#lust
#dreams
#passion #manipulation
#passion #manipulation
148 reads
4 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
28th Mar 2025 9:55pm
28th Mar 2025 9:55pm
Dancing On The Fallen Petals Of Spring Blossoms
Dancing On The Fallen Petals
Of Spring Blossoms
William lies in his dorm room spindling fantasies of the apple of his eye. He imagines the sparkle of love in her whiskey eyes. Images of her flash like sun spots in his soul. He rises from his reverie.
He enters the school cafeteria. Having a girl’s school nearby affords him hope for love. And there is the nymph of his dreams sitting at the table in her cheerleader’s outfit. He has fallen in love with her. He has never loved a girl before. But the feelings he has for her feel very real and deep. He says, “Hi,...
Of Spring Blossoms
William lies in his dorm room spindling fantasies of the apple of his eye. He imagines the sparkle of love in her whiskey eyes. Images of her flash like sun spots in his soul. He rises from his reverie.
He enters the school cafeteria. Having a girl’s school nearby affords him hope for love. And there is the nymph of his dreams sitting at the table in her cheerleader’s outfit. He has fallen in love with her. He has never loved a girl before. But the feelings he has for her feel very real and deep. He says, “Hi,...
#romantic
#school
#seductive #sensual
#seductive #sensual
96 reads
0 Comments
AaHarvey
Poem Published
18th Jul 2019 11:52am
18th Jul 2019 11:52am
Fake news
A man was seen walking down the street,
Greeting people;
No souls on his feet.
(C)2017 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Greeting people;
No souls on his feet.
(C)2017 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
#LifeStruggles
#ShortStory
#humankind #hurt
#humankind #hurt
535 reads
1 Comment
jemac
Poem Published
27th Feb 2015 11:20pm
27th Feb 2015 11:20pm
Blush
She sits at the dark mahogany bar,
warn down to a deep smooth finish.
Warm and comforting beneath her hands.
She tries to determine why this
can be addicting,
it was never that way for her
she could take it or leave it.
She was here now
because the lawyers thought they should meet
one last time,
make sure they were on the same page.
So he had
requested her company.
She wasn't at all surprised
that he was late,
she wondered if he even remembered
he was to meet her here.
It was getting quite crowded.
People...
warn down to a deep smooth finish.
Warm and comforting beneath her hands.
She tries to determine why this
can be addicting,
it was never that way for her
she could take it or leave it.
She was here now
because the lawyers thought they should meet
one last time,
make sure they were on the same page.
So he had
requested her company.
She wasn't at all surprised
that he was late,
she wondered if he even remembered
he was to meet her here.
It was getting quite crowded.
People...
880 reads
3 Comments
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