Non-Fiction Prose
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Non-poetic writing including diary extracts, journal entries, letters, essays and art
This section is for factual prose and is a place for non-poetic offerings. You will find a diverse range of content here including articles, diary extracts, journal entries, letters, essays, personal accounts and real life perspectives. This gives members a chance to post fact based material which is not written in verse.
Zazzles
Broom
Broom
Poem Published
Today 4:01am
Today 4:01am
You helped me finish this poem
Please copy & paste and listen while reading
and as always thanks for looking
https://youtube.com/watch?v=x9hZFyoqp7Q
A sky full of lies
no landing gear in sight
I went in blind
I have been living in the shadows
leading my life nowhere
I found out the hard way
love is unconditionally rare
the masqueraders
the true believers
the dreamers
we were all fooled
and as always thanks for looking
https://youtube.com/watch?v=x9hZFyoqp7Q
A sky full of lies
no landing gear in sight
I went in blind
I have been living in the shadows
leading my life nowhere
I found out the hard way
love is unconditionally rare
the masqueraders
the true believers
the dreamers
we were all fooled
#PowerOfWords
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plexus
Poem Published
Yesterday 7:03pm
Yesterday 7:03pm
Ms. Snake
I'm choking in the park and my family is watching intently with fascination. I'm choking just like the snake on the side of the trail in Ridley Creek State Park. It's the voyeurism of academia. I'm choking like the frog that is being swallowed to an audience. His fat bulbous body being crushed with every pulsating throb of the snake's narrow frame. It's a treat to see nature this up, close and intimate. The predator plans to consume the animal into dust but overestimates her winnings. They're beyond her means. An error in width and depth, not to mention the snakes own spatial awareness has...
#childhood
#family
#dreams
#memories
#myself
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Frustrated_prole
Poem Published
Yesterday 1:56pm
Yesterday 1:56pm
Marx, Hitler, and Churchill
The history of the world is a complex set of dry texts you need to read in order to make sense of the past. Has the humour has been cut from the past along the truth? The great professors wrote the history of the world a new every generation, they geared it up to the wants of global capitalists, because they were paid by the system of global capitalism. If they wrote closer the truth, they wouldn’t get as big a pay check. They would be cast into the sea as Marxists. Instead, they wrote history without any socio-political responsibility, a cold Disney history that filled up libraries and drove...
#historical
#nonfiction
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plexus
Poem Published
28th Sep 2020 6:10pm
28th Sep 2020 6:10pm
the parking garage architect
I stood awkwardly in the kitchen with Kristin. She’s the new employer. She says she is type A, an engineer and that she struggles to handle her son's moods and tantrums. An overshare. Maybe I should too. Match her output with calculated equal force. Any instance of me oversharing would surely be followed by taut silence and being ushered out of the door.
“That's what my mom used to say before i was diagnosed with bipolar depression”....no that wouldn't be appropriate.
“Oh yeah i'm totally a type A kind of person too”...no, no one would bat an eyelash at such a meager comment. Not...
“That's what my mom used to say before i was diagnosed with bipolar depression”....no that wouldn't be appropriate.
“Oh yeah i'm totally a type A kind of person too”...no, no one would bat an eyelash at such a meager comment. Not...
#relationships
#identity
#SelfDiscovery
#apathy
#emotions
29 reads
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unspoken_varibles
Poem Published
28th Sep 2020 00:37am
28th Sep 2020 00:37am
You are anthropogenically fascinating
Life generally holds a few precious things
and if you possess any or all these
then nothing else matters
and if you possess none of them then &
only then is anything else deemed
worthless'
in exegesis we are but long versions, an
inch away from being etched axioms-aching
and if you possess any or all these
then nothing else matters
and if you possess none of them then &
only then is anything else deemed
worthless'
in exegesis we are but long versions, an
inch away from being etched axioms-aching
#love
#conflict
#identity
#LifeChangingMoment
#escape
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Lozzamus
Poem Published
27th Sep 2020 10:47pm
27th Sep 2020 10:47pm
A Fight On Yom Kippur
One other incident sticks in my mind. It happened on Yom Kippur, the most solemn day of the Jewish Year. Yom Kippur falls in September or October, its exact timing determined by the lunar calendar.
The Central Synagogue (or Shul) was packed and hot that particular day. The caretaker, a non-Jew, came in at regular intervals with a fragranced water spray to freshen the air to prevent people from fainting from the heat or ongoing hunger. In the background, less devout men discussed food or football while the Chazzan (or Cantor) continued to chant away on the Bimah (platform). ...
The Central Synagogue (or Shul) was packed and hot that particular day. The caretaker, a non-Jew, came in at regular intervals with a fragranced water spray to freshen the air to prevent people from fainting from the heat or ongoing hunger. In the background, less devout men discussed food or football while the Chazzan (or Cantor) continued to chant away on the Bimah (platform). ...
#religion
#memories
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TimWombles
Poem Published
26th Sep 2020 3:56pm
26th Sep 2020 3:56pm
Right to Poverty
Her boyfriend told her he loved her, that he was her rock, her savior, that he would be with her always.
Then the rabbit died.
He ran so fast that light couldn't catch him.
And she was left all alone.
or maybe someone she knew, or didn't know decided to force himself on her and she knew that every time she peered at the face of her child she would see her attacker, every look a reminder.
Could you do it?
No one wants an abortion. They just want a life.
In the 'good old days' before Roe versus Wade, women went to the back rooms where butchers would perform...
Then the rabbit died.
He ran so fast that light couldn't catch him.
And she was left all alone.
or maybe someone she knew, or didn't know decided to force himself on her and she knew that every time she peered at the face of her child she would see her attacker, every look a reminder.
Could you do it?
No one wants an abortion. They just want a life.
In the 'good old days' before Roe versus Wade, women went to the back rooms where butchers would perform...
#women
#politics
#LifeStruggles
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Backmomentarily
Poem Published
26th Sep 2020 1:09am
26th Sep 2020 1:09am
Hailing
The pages of me began to unfurl as lines recited upon the subtle frailties of my marble inset skin
like acid washed porous page skeletons laid out in observance to dreary days; an ode
where chemistry in the form of water took over our last lust, pardoning or separating words/ worlds-
those afforded or allotted between the journal and it's occasional reader once commenced
into those long hauling, hailing, reigning rows of sea
Yet there is a land; I have been there.
like acid washed porous page skeletons laid out in observance to dreary days; an ode
where chemistry in the form of water took over our last lust, pardoning or separating words/ worlds-
those afforded or allotted between the journal and it's occasional reader once commenced
into those long hauling, hailing, reigning rows of sea
Yet there is a land; I have been there.
#LifeStruggles
#nature
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randyjohnson
Poem Published
26th Sep 2020 00:24am
26th Sep 2020 00:24am
55th Wedding Anniversary
Today would've been Mom and Dad's 55th anniversary if they had lived. They were married on September 25, 1965. Dad was seventeen (almost eighteen) at the time. Mom was also only seventeen.
They were both so young that they both needed a parent's permission. Mom's older sister thought she could sign for Mom to get married, but she learned that only a parent or guardian could do it.
Papaw Greene (Mom's Dad) was having his supper when he was asked to sign. Papaw Greene said "Let me finish eating my hot dog and I'll sign".
My brother and his wife (Rick and Vernie)...
They were both so young that they both needed a parent's permission. Mom's older sister thought she could sign for Mom to get married, but she learned that only a parent or guardian could do it.
Papaw Greene (Mom's Dad) was having his supper when he was asked to sign. Papaw Greene said "Let me finish eating my hot dog and I'll sign".
My brother and his wife (Rick and Vernie)...
#marriage
#anniversary
#nonfiction
24 reads
1 Comment
Countrygirl96
Poem Published
25th Sep 2020 8:38pm
25th Sep 2020 8:38pm
Uncle Jeff
I didn't want to say goodbye to you just yet
Unfortunately you didn't have much time left and it breaks my heart
Knowing how sick you were and how fast your health was declining
I admired you. You were so kind and loving. You generous. You loved your family and would do anything for them. You would give the shirt off your back if someone was in need.
I want to thank you for taking care of Brandi while she was in college and all you did for her.
We will miss you saying grace at all our family holidays. That was something I looked forward to hearing was your prayer....
Unfortunately you didn't have much time left and it breaks my heart
Knowing how sick you were and how fast your health was declining
I admired you. You were so kind and loving. You generous. You loved your family and would do anything for them. You would give the shirt off your back if someone was in need.
I want to thank you for taking care of Brandi while she was in college and all you did for her.
We will miss you saying grace at all our family holidays. That was something I looked forward to hearing was your prayer....
#grief
#death
#IMissYou
42 reads
5 Comments
Em-ily
Poem Published
25th Sep 2020 5:54pm
25th Sep 2020 5:54pm
If it's me
If it's me, and i think it is, i'm sorry. If you are ___, or if you are __
I love you both so much
Please know, I was not there, for the last two years. I was drowned. And I was not there for the 40 or so years before that. I spent every moment of that time knowing that i wasn't there, and *trying* to be, and daydreaming what it would be like.
it wasn't until the middle of covid, that i came back, but by that time, I'd already broken both of your hearts. I know this. You were both...
I love you both so much
Please know, I was not there, for the last two years. I was drowned. And I was not there for the 40 or so years before that. I spent every moment of that time knowing that i wasn't there, and *trying* to be, and daydreaming what it would be like.
it wasn't until the middle of covid, that i came back, but by that time, I'd already broken both of your hearts. I know this. You were both...
#sadness
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Whipped
Diz
Diz
Poem Published
24th Sep 2020 11:42pm
24th Sep 2020 11:42pm
Hmmm...
Decisions
Of blonde
Red
Brunette
Maybe all 3
Maybe mermaid green
Hmmm.....?
Of blonde
Red
Brunette
Maybe all 3
Maybe mermaid green
Hmmm.....?
#strength
#TimeHeals
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