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.
robert43041
Viking
Viking
Poem Published
24th Nov 2021 00:56am
24th Nov 2021 00:56am
A Christmas Give Away Gift
Christmas just around the corner and Karen wanted to go on a shopping spree but she had no money, never mind that her husband was rich, he was king of the misers.
The only way to go in order for her to get her hands on some cash was to get him out of the way. Permanently, She would find a hired killer to do the job. She knew very well that you can find anything and everything on the internet. So she set her mind to it, pressed a few keys and got what she wanted. The guy wanted five thousand dollars up front and another five thousand after.
She readily agreed. Much too quickly...
The only way to go in order for her to get her hands on some cash was to get him out of the way. Permanently, She would find a hired killer to do the job. She knew very well that you can find anything and everything on the internet. So she set her mind to it, pressed a few keys and got what she wanted. The guy wanted five thousand dollars up front and another five thousand after.
She readily agreed. Much too quickly...
#greed
#emptiness
40 reads
4 Comments
nikkimoe
Poem Published
23rd Feb 2014 4:00pm
23rd Feb 2014 4:00pm
#2 The Jinn Hunter
Rayael went to Oman she travelled there by night and slept throughout the day, she stopped in Muscat and rented herself a donkey, not for the ride, but for the bray she would need that come 3am. She threw her satchel over the side of the beast counting her candles making sure she had seven of them and had not lost one on her travels, these candles could not be replaced, not in the time she would need them by so all seven bare importance to this journey. Each candles wax made from the adipocere from the Prophet Solomon, he too could see the jinn without having to look very hard, he had a jinn...
661 reads
3 Comments
Zazzles
Broom
Broom
Poem Published
24th Jul 2021 5:45am
24th Jul 2021 5:45am
Belladonna & The Black Cat
Time Traveling Witches 22,23,24
*Narrated by Elizabeth Wentworth*
The second we stepped out of Dunkersons, and onto solid ground, the sky opened up, unleashing an unholy melody of thunder.
Within seconds rain started falling heavy; it was coming down in buckets!
"Salem village was under attack! by Mother Nature, or perhaps the ‘Old Woman’?" I said. “Either way"
I...
*Narrated by Elizabeth Wentworth*
The second we stepped out of Dunkersons, and onto solid ground, the sky opened up, unleashing an unholy melody of thunder.
Within seconds rain started falling heavy; it was coming down in buckets!
"Salem village was under attack! by Mother Nature, or perhaps the ‘Old Woman’?" I said. “Either way"
I...
#magic
#witches
130 reads
11 Comments
Adelphina
Poem Published
21st Oct 2021 00:23am
21st Oct 2021 00:23am
The Trick of Pumpkin Manor
Grinning, Mr. Saint James rises from his chair and walks over
to the wooden doors.
Standing in front of them, he opens them both at the same
time with a flourish and stands back.
As the three boys move closer, they see an old piece of paper
filled with printed words, floating inside an infinite looking
space flickering with brilliant orange light.
CAESAR
Wow! How’s it doing that?
DEON
You a magician or something,
mister?
MR. SAINT JAMES
Something. One of you must read it
out loud.
CAESAR ...
to the wooden doors.
Standing in front of them, he opens them both at the same
time with a flourish and stands back.
As the three boys move closer, they see an old piece of paper
filled with printed words, floating inside an infinite looking
space flickering with brilliant orange light.
CAESAR
Wow! How’s it doing that?
DEON
You a magician or something,
mister?
MR. SAINT JAMES
Something. One of you must read it
out loud.
CAESAR ...
#Halloween
102 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
222 reads
4 Comments
Calamityofgin
Poem Published
27th Jan 2021 8:24pm
27th Jan 2021 8:24pm
Jack White and other Spiritual matters
Prior to yesterday I fasted from Jack White for 8 days. Cause: One screwy morning while making my bed, neatly spreading the head of my Virgin Mary blanket newly bought on sale at Walmart, I looked up at the print of Jack White my mother bought me and winked at him and said:
“Love you Jack, we got this.”
I was Godsmacked. Thrown back violently into a moment where I had stared into a Golden boys centerfold in the pages of Teen Beat, pledged my undying love, straight into his turquoise eyes, and was crushed when he did not swear it back.
I got down on my knees and...
“Love you Jack, we got this.”
I was Godsmacked. Thrown back violently into a moment where I had stared into a Golden boys centerfold in the pages of Teen Beat, pledged my undying love, straight into his turquoise eyes, and was crushed when he did not swear it back.
I got down on my knees and...
#faith
#music
#alcohol #addiction
#alcohol #addiction
182 reads
14 Comments
buddhakitty
Poem Published
14th Aug 2019 2:19am
14th Aug 2019 2:19am
the stone that floated
a young acolyte, who recently
entered the monastery to learn
the way, saw a venerable ancient
master walking slowly in the garden.
the young man ran over to him
and exclaimed with great excitement,
"Teach me master! Teach me
everything! "
the old master, bent over with age,
looked up at the young man. A
small, wise smile drew back his
lips and he softly said,
"I will teach you nothing."
the novice looked shocked
and walked sadly away, not
realizing that he had experienced
his...
entered the monastery to learn
the way, saw a venerable ancient
master walking slowly in the garden.
the young man ran over to him
and exclaimed with great excitement,
"Teach me master! Teach me
everything! "
the old master, bent over with age,
looked up at the young man. A
small, wise smile drew back his
lips and he softly said,
"I will teach you nothing."
the novice looked shocked
and walked sadly away, not
realizing that he had experienced
his...
#Buddhist
267 reads
6 Comments
Alan-S-Jeeves
Poem Published
16th Aug 2021 8:58pm
16th Aug 2021 8:58pm
A Daring Game Of High Toby - A Trilogy
Within the insipidness of a gloomy upstairs room at the rear of a bustling inn, its casement window overlooking the stable yard, a gentleman of independent means was busy dressing for the evening. The hour was nearing the darkness of the day and the gentleman, known to everyone around as the handsome and generous merchant from London, was preparing himself for a twilight rendezvous. All his clothes were dark in colour, save for the plume of bright feathers erupting from the band of his wide brimmed hat.
Earlier that afternoon he had slipped out to tend to his horse, a fast...
Earlier that afternoon he had slipped out to tend to his horse, a fast...
#LifeChangingMoment
53 reads
0 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
3rd Nov 2021 5:08pm
3rd Nov 2021 5:08pm
Two Fingers
Hearing the dripping from my quill's blood-red ink muscatel. Wilting the rigor of death's metamorphosis, hanging by a dream. Inhaling the ravages of my Bangers and Mash while swinging on gothic arches, with twilight's larceny with a hook and nail. Touched by the cuticle of a caul's beret. Sliding in the sluice of a scythe's ebb, as voices pay a call. As the winds fell a shadow over my temperance stone, with two fingers of Jack Frost.
#dark
68 reads
2 Comments
A_Failed_Artist
Poem Published
21st May 2019 5:02pm
21st May 2019 5:02pm
My Luna
Imagine loving the same person your whole life.
Now imagine you're over a million years old.
You've loved that person since the day the earth was born.
You love everything about him. The way he lights up the world without even trying and how he treats everyone with generosity.
"If only he looked at me like that," said the moon.
Now imagine you're over a million years old.
You've loved that person since the day the earth was born.
You love everything about him. The way he lights up the world without even trying and how he treats everyone with generosity.
"If only he looked at me like that," said the moon.
#love
#sun
#moon #UnrequitedLove
#moon #UnrequitedLove
234 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...
657 reads
3 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
30th Nov 2021 4:50pm
30th Nov 2021 4:50pm
Seeking Forgiveness From Carmen
Seeking Forgiveness From Carmen
Gloria the waitress says, “Are you bored with this side of town? I bet there are a lot of great attractions around the college town where you are going?”
“The reason I am moving is that the house needs a lot of repairs.”
“You told me that.”
Drawn by Auld Lang Syne my city wheels roll in clouds of time.
The weathered facades of a wooden portrait of the once-grand restaurant broke my heart. The candlelit room where I dined on my last supper with her had retreated to the size of a small tea room....
Gloria the waitress says, “Are you bored with this side of town? I bet there are a lot of great attractions around the college town where you are going?”
“The reason I am moving is that the house needs a lot of repairs.”
“You told me that.”
Drawn by Auld Lang Syne my city wheels roll in clouds of time.
The weathered facades of a wooden portrait of the once-grand restaurant broke my heart. The candlelit room where I dined on my last supper with her had retreated to the size of a small tea room....
#love
#heartbroken
#romantic #MovingOn
#romantic #MovingOn
20 reads
0 Comments
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