Non-Fiction Prose
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Non-poetic writing including diary extracts, journal entries, letters, essays and art
jmerrick73
Poem Published
12th Sep 2020 9:31am
12th Sep 2020 9:31am
Deaths Sweet Kiss
Some fear it.
Some happily accept it.
Many try to cheat it.
Many narrowingly escape it.
Just open your loving warm arms and embrace the bitter chill of death.
Death has been a friend of mine for 35 yrs.
Death introduced itself to me when i was 11 years old.
I didn't say nothing to death.
I really just ignored death.
Then 13 years later, death came around my way again.
And again a year after that.
And again another year after that.
The it's like death forgot me.
Didn't hear shit again, until 5 1/2 years later. Too many...
Some happily accept it.
Many try to cheat it.
Many narrowingly escape it.
Just open your loving warm arms and embrace the bitter chill of death.
Death has been a friend of mine for 35 yrs.
Death introduced itself to me when i was 11 years old.
I didn't say nothing to death.
I really just ignored death.
Then 13 years later, death came around my way again.
And again a year after that.
And again another year after that.
The it's like death forgot me.
Didn't hear shit again, until 5 1/2 years later. Too many...
#dark
#death
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dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
9th Sep 2020 4:49pm
9th Sep 2020 4:49pm
GreatCommunications&Confessions(of'dkzk), Volume ???.6 /
Sorry, no alcohol at all since last Sept 15, 2019.
And then, there's The Sobriety Marathon, 1987-2015.
In 2015 I decided to "treat myself" to trying all them craft beers that were not in existence when started 28 year sobriety "binge".
I was in another near year of sobriety when Leah died. I maintained sobriety for a month or two afterward, but then went back on my world beer tour.
Sept 15 was the stupidest day of my so-called Life. And it was triggered by an EXPLOSION of grief in the parking lot of the neighborhood grocery. I had picked up the mail before...
And then, there's The Sobriety Marathon, 1987-2015.
In 2015 I decided to "treat myself" to trying all them craft beers that were not in existence when started 28 year sobriety "binge".
I was in another near year of sobriety when Leah died. I maintained sobriety for a month or two afterward, but then went back on my world beer tour.
Sept 15 was the stupidest day of my so-called Life. And it was triggered by an EXPLOSION of grief in the parking lot of the neighborhood grocery. I had picked up the mail before...
#MothersDay
#FathersDay
#alcohol
#LifeChangingMoment
#prison
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randyjohnson
Poem Published
9th Sep 2020 2:15pm
9th Sep 2020 2:15pm
Fifty
My cousin would've turned fifty today if he hadn't died in 2019. His name was John Brown and he was born on September 9, 1970. He would've been on this earth for half a century if he hadn't died. He died because he used drugs.
John started out smoking pot and later did worse drugs like Meth. All John cared about was getting high and chasing women. He had the habit of finding the wrong kind of women and doing drugs. If he had said no to drugs, he'd be alive today.
When John came to my house a few years ago, I knew that he had been doing Meth. I said to him "You've been...
John started out smoking pot and later did worse drugs like Meth. All John cared about was getting high and chasing women. He had the habit of finding the wrong kind of women and doing drugs. If he had said no to drugs, he'd be alive today.
When John came to my house a few years ago, I knew that he had been doing Meth. I said to him "You've been...
#death
#birthday
#drugs #nonfiction
#drugs #nonfiction
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randyjohnson
Poem Published
8th Sep 2020 5:49pm
8th Sep 2020 5:49pm
The Stimulus Payments We Received
Certain people hate Donald Trump but they should remember something. Trump gave us $1,200 stimulus payments, plus $500 per child. That money has helped a lot of good people during this horrible and terrifying pandemic. The money sure helped me and I'm grateful for it. I like Trump a little better than I do Joe Biden. I don't like him better by leaps and bounds, but I do like Trump a little better.
i realize that Trump isn't the greatest President we've ever had. If I were to say that he's another Abraham Lincoln, I would be a bold-faced liar. Donald Trump has some flaws but I do...
i realize that Trump isn't the greatest President we've ever had. If I were to say that he's another Abraham Lincoln, I would be a bold-faced liar. Donald Trump has some flaws but I do...
#politics
#nonfiction
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msbeav
Poem Published
7th Sep 2020 1:59pm
7th Sep 2020 1:59pm
Child Of My Past
I'm not good enough.
I long to be good enough, yet that dream has not yet been realized and I wonder if it ever will be.
Lately I feel empty and hollow. h
How did I they get this way? What led to this? What's wrong with me? I feel lost. I'm wandering around within my mind.
I don't allow myself to trust anybody to help me, been there, done that. It only ends more pain, more shame and more hurt ...
I'm on my own with this.
So I write about it, because that's what I know how to do, and the writing pacifies me and teases me out of my own thoughts.
I have so...
I long to be good enough, yet that dream has not yet been realized and I wonder if it ever will be.
Lately I feel empty and hollow. h
How did I they get this way? What led to this? What's wrong with me? I feel lost. I'm wandering around within my mind.
I don't allow myself to trust anybody to help me, been there, done that. It only ends more pain, more shame and more hurt ...
I'm on my own with this.
So I write about it, because that's what I know how to do, and the writing pacifies me and teases me out of my own thoughts.
I have so...
#sadness
#loneliness
#rejection
#confusion
#despair
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msbeav
Poem Published
7th Sep 2020 3:07am
7th Sep 2020 3:07am
My Game
Let me tell you about a game I play,
Where I close my eyes and fade away.
I float away to a special place
Beyond the stars
The moon and space.
In this place you will see,
There are only two people, just you and me.
In this place is a beautiful sight
Nothing but love
Never a fight.
In this place, there is no sadness
No cells
No courts
None of the madness. No rules to follow
No laws to break
No bars to hold us
Or separate.
But all too soon the game must end
I open my eyes and
Reality sets...
Where I close my eyes and fade away.
I float away to a special place
Beyond the stars
The moon and space.
In this place you will see,
There are only two people, just you and me.
In this place is a beautiful sight
Nothing but love
Never a fight.
In this place, there is no sadness
No cells
No courts
None of the madness. No rules to follow
No laws to break
No bars to hold us
Or separate.
But all too soon the game must end
I open my eyes and
Reality sets...
#strength
#hope
#TimeHeals
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brokenheart201725
Poem Published
5th Sep 2020 9:32am
5th Sep 2020 9:32am
Letter to Heaven
Dear great grandma and my family,
I don’t know where to start
I don’t know how I should begin
I guess I’ll start with I miss you
I miss you like
there is no sun in the sky and
It’s just a cloudy day
just as I’m about to cry
it starts to rain
sometimes I wonder if you look down at me
and smile and say that's Elizabeth
down there look at her now
so beautiful so happy.
I wish I could go back in time
and write down things that we did or
had a video of us together
I’m starting to forget you
and...
I don’t know where to start
I don’t know how I should begin
I guess I’ll start with I miss you
I miss you like
there is no sun in the sky and
It’s just a cloudy day
just as I’m about to cry
it starts to rain
sometimes I wonder if you look down at me
and smile and say that's Elizabeth
down there look at her now
so beautiful so happy.
I wish I could go back in time
and write down things that we did or
had a video of us together
I’m starting to forget you
and...
#sadness
#grief
#heartbroken #family
#heartbroken #family
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Poems4me
Poem Published
2nd Sep 2020 1:49pm
2nd Sep 2020 1:49pm
A Letter To You
Don't think I'm stupid or crazy for loving you the way i do. All i want is a healthy loving relationship with my best friend where we push each other to be great. If i wanted to i could spend my time thinking of all the shit you might be doing but instead i spend my time thinking about what we could be doing. Do you know how much faith and trust one have to have in another, to trust them with your heart and belive that they love you the same way you love them.
Love me without fear, when you're away and near
Trust me without questioning, my love is never unsettling
Need me...
Love me without fear, when you're away and near
Trust me without questioning, my love is never unsettling
Need me...
#love
#romantic
#honesty
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dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
2nd Sep 2020 6:04am
2nd Sep 2020 6:04am
Yet More Great dkzk Communications / Pondering Amendment #2
Unfortunately, to my thinking, the 2nd amendment is only relevant to the state of firearms in the 18th century when one couldn't spray hundreds of rounds in less than a minute.
The 2nd is way overdue for some serious tweaking to bring it in line with contemporary death technology. But what do I know? I'm 68 and never fired a real gun except for one session of can shooting with a friend's 18th century Kentucky Long Rifle reproduction back around '76.
So it goes."
...
The 2nd is way overdue for some serious tweaking to bring it in line with contemporary death technology. But what do I know? I'm 68 and never fired a real gun except for one session of can shooting with a friend's 18th century Kentucky Long Rifle reproduction back around '76.
So it goes."
...
#violence
#politics
#GunControl #memories
#GunControl #memories
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RobynRenee
Poem Published
2nd Sep 2020 3:43am
2nd Sep 2020 3:43am
what you don't know
Bile rises in my throat, threatening to drown out the plastic smile I have plastered on my face.
What is wrong with them?
Do they not know they are talking about a real person, with the same thoughts, wants, wishes, and dreams as the rest?
Is dignity such a precious thing that so many must be denied it?
But I do not make a sound, I do not look in their direction. I keep my smile on and keep my eyes drifting aimlessly about.
They are not talking about me, but they might as well be reciting my list before my face.
Feeding
Bathing
Bathroom
O you can...
What is wrong with them?
Do they not know they are talking about a real person, with the same thoughts, wants, wishes, and dreams as the rest?
Is dignity such a precious thing that so many must be denied it?
But I do not make a sound, I do not look in their direction. I keep my smile on and keep my eyes drifting aimlessly about.
They are not talking about me, but they might as well be reciting my list before my face.
Feeding
Bathing
Bathroom
O you can...
#confessional
#ignorance
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NuBorn
Poem Published
31st Aug 2020 2:04pm
31st Aug 2020 2:04pm
Dried leaves of happiness
I was born in March
After summer’s heat and before winter’s coldness
I was named happiness
although I doubt then my family had much
See, I was a product of “after beating her she finally laid a charge”
and her water broke and she was taken to hospital by a police van
running away from a drunk cruel man.
She forgave him of course because a man beating a woman was a form of “culture”
After his repentance came repetition
and repentance once more, oh I’m sorry, oh it was the alcohol, oh I love you, oh I will never do it again ...
After summer’s heat and before winter’s coldness
I was named happiness
although I doubt then my family had much
See, I was a product of “after beating her she finally laid a charge”
and her water broke and she was taken to hospital by a police van
running away from a drunk cruel man.
She forgave him of course because a man beating a woman was a form of “culture”
After his repentance came repetition
and repentance once more, oh I’m sorry, oh it was the alcohol, oh I love you, oh I will never do it again ...
#family
#identity
#myself #SelfReflection
#myself #SelfReflection
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robert43041
Viking
Viking
Poem Published
31st Aug 2020 6:19am
31st Aug 2020 6:19am
B,C, A,D.
So for the purpose of some sense of order ''we'' have the B.C. A.D. system. A rather recent innovation and not followed by all. The history of Time is simply fascinating.
It also puts Domini in an odd spot. Indeed where was He (or She) all those eons before? All questions having to do with Faith boggle the mind. It also raises a few questions in that various Peoples in different parts of the earth, from China to India, to Africa and the Americas had their own gods before He decided to show up. And why at that specific place and time?
Men had their own gods , mainly...
It also puts Domini in an odd spot. Indeed where was He (or She) all those eons before? All questions having to do with Faith boggle the mind. It also raises a few questions in that various Peoples in different parts of the earth, from China to India, to Africa and the Americas had their own gods before He decided to show up. And why at that specific place and time?
Men had their own gods , mainly...
#atheism
#faith
#fate
#pagan
#philosophical
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