Non-Fiction Prose by Top Critiquers
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Non-poetic writing including diary extracts, journal entries, letters, essays and art
Poems written by Top Critiquers
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
18th Jul 2024 3:04pm
18th Jul 2024 3:04pm
The Triangle Mountain
From our hotel balcony, my sister and I have a panoramic view of Sedona's towering red rock formations. One of the red rock faces appears as a simple plane figure, a triangle. It stands out to us because it's simple. The past decades have not been simple, for either of us.
In our otherworldly setting, we talk past and present, wisely leaving the future alone. We compare ravages of aging. "Look at my 90-year-old hands" says J. I laugh at the exaggeration. But even though she is only 15 months my elder, her hands look far older. Age spots, even a ropey vein or two. I try...
In our otherworldly setting, we talk past and present, wisely leaving the future alone. We compare ravages of aging. "Look at my 90-year-old hands" says J. I laugh at the exaggeration. But even though she is only 15 months my elder, her hands look far older. Age spots, even a ropey vein or two. I try...
#marriage
#sex
#sister
207 reads
4 Comments
brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
14th Jan 2019 3:52pm
14th Jan 2019 3:52pm
Walking Thoughts
As the pastel winter morning develops into a brilliant blue day, I walk the path around the field across from my house. Such a sea of sparkles; it’s like treading on galaxies. The wind-blown edge of a patch of polished ice reveals individual crystalline structures, and I realize my every step is crushing a thousand unique works of art.
Flocks of sparrows have gathered to pluck seeds from places where the path is exposed. My boots stamp out their tiny prints - evidence of an earlier party. Further on, my presence disturbs their current meeting. They disperse in a flurry, quietly...
Flocks of sparrows have gathered to pluck seeds from places where the path is exposed. My boots stamp out their tiny prints - evidence of an earlier party. Further on, my presence disturbs their current meeting. They disperse in a flurry, quietly...
#winter
#nature
#spiritual
709 reads
11 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
18th May 2014 11:36pm
18th May 2014 11:36pm
alone with my thoughts...
loneliness, apparently, is not an integral
part of the human condition, but can be
dismissed as a symptom of poor social
skills, according to the psychiatrist.
Therefore, I am not lonely, I am an
inferior speaker, listener, looker, actor...
my behaviour needs to be altered, to
make me socially viable, a going
concern, one of the gang...
The trouble is, I thought loneliness
meant something more than that, I
thought it went a little deeper. I mean,
the gang look a pretty lonely bunch to
me, even if they are all excellent...
part of the human condition, but can be
dismissed as a symptom of poor social
skills, according to the psychiatrist.
Therefore, I am not lonely, I am an
inferior speaker, listener, looker, actor...
my behaviour needs to be altered, to
make me socially viable, a going
concern, one of the gang...
The trouble is, I thought loneliness
meant something more than that, I
thought it went a little deeper. I mean,
the gang look a pretty lonely bunch to
me, even if they are all excellent...
883 reads
9 Comments
Connotation
Poem Published
3rd Aug 2023 11:09pm
3rd Aug 2023 11:09pm
Phrases & Concepts
The control of allowing the mind to wander captures the essence of creativity.
It takes more strength and might to create than to destroy.
Zero only exists because of the possibility of one. There has to be something in order to conceive nothing.
Perfection was always possible, is always possible, and will always be possible, whether it was, is, or will be achieved, or not, as there is room to improve, moving forward within perpetual change. Such is striving for repentant faith in self.
As a principle, there can be a conceived duality between...
It takes more strength and might to create than to destroy.
Zero only exists because of the possibility of one. There has to be something in order to conceive nothing.
Perfection was always possible, is always possible, and will always be possible, whether it was, is, or will be achieved, or not, as there is room to improve, moving forward within perpetual change. Such is striving for repentant faith in self.
As a principle, there can be a conceived duality between...
#spiritual
#humankind
#philosophical
#morality
#wisdom
250 reads
1 Comment
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
17th Mar 2025 5:36am
17th Mar 2025 5:36am
a spark for an inferno
How would you feel if I said you were the catalyst for years of misfortune? You came into my life like a saviour and left me more broken than anyone else ever has.
Someone told me I should write my story, but I don't know how to do that without talking about you, because back then everything was about you. You were the start of a journey that would lead me place my younger self couldn't yet comprehend.
As much as I wish I could erase you from my history, none of those things would have been possible without you.
Someone told me I should write my story, but I don't know how to do that without talking about you, because back then everything was about you. You were the start of a journey that would lead me place my younger self couldn't yet comprehend.
As much as I wish I could erase you from my history, none of those things would have been possible without you.
#nonfiction
120 reads
3 Comments
Grace
IDryad
IDryad
Poem Published
31st Oct 2022 10:31pm
31st Oct 2022 10:31pm
Dusts Mists and Mirrors
Dear Gabe
I woke up this morning to the sounds of rain on my tin roof. It's too early in the morning to get up. So I lie here listening to the soothing sounds of the rain. It has been raining here every day. Monsoon again. I hope no one lose their homes through landslides and floods. Last year people were killed in landslides...sigh. Nature can be cruel.
I published our third book this year. Its all self published, you know. It's difficult to get a good publishing company in this part of the world. The book is a compilation of 12 stories based on the supernatural beliefs of our...
I woke up this morning to the sounds of rain on my tin roof. It's too early in the morning to get up. So I lie here listening to the soothing sounds of the rain. It has been raining here every day. Monsoon again. I hope no one lose their homes through landslides and floods. Last year people were killed in landslides...sigh. Nature can be cruel.
I published our third book this year. Its all self published, you know. It's difficult to get a good publishing company in this part of the world. The book is a compilation of 12 stories based on the supernatural beliefs of our...
#love
#memorial
413 reads
Numer90
Numer0-un0
Numer0-un0
Poem Published
24th Jul 2021 9:12pm
24th Jul 2021 9:12pm
The 'day before yesterday'
Wed, Jul 21
I normally hate decision making days.. When bad things are destined to happen..
On this date..
This death..
I'll remember till my last breathe..
It'll cost me 60 days to eat the dates by sunset..
Here I got subject with so many predicates
When did I write this?..
We only have 'today', 'tomorrow', and 'yesterday'..
But I have another day
So disturbed..
Consciously defaulted..
His name? I asked..
Who? They asked me in return..
The boy. He had a name..
I replied
...
I normally hate decision making days.. When bad things are destined to happen..
On this date..
This death..
I'll remember till my last breathe..
It'll cost me 60 days to eat the dates by sunset..
Here I got subject with so many predicates
When did I write this?..
We only have 'today', 'tomorrow', and 'yesterday'..
But I have another day
So disturbed..
Consciously defaulted..
His name? I asked..
Who? They asked me in return..
The boy. He had a name..
I replied
...
#anxiety
#regret
#loneliness
#heartbroken
#apathy
471 reads
2 Comments
dimpy
dimpsmoon
dimpsmoon
Poem Published
5th Sep 2023 4:21pm
5th Sep 2023 4:21pm
depression is inside..
Every day
someone comes into my life,
every day
I walk with him
every day
I laugh with him
every day
I eat food with him
every day
I sleep on the bed with him
every day
he gives me orgasm..
and as the night spreads its hair,
I cry...
The walls keep staring at me
The windows scare me
The candle stops melting
The curtains start getting angry
N I jump on the bed
I wrap myself in the blanket
and close my eyes...
and as the sun rises
on another day,
again a new person ...
someone comes into my life,
every day
I walk with him
every day
I laugh with him
every day
I eat food with him
every day
I sleep on the bed with him
every day
he gives me orgasm..
and as the night spreads its hair,
I cry...
The walls keep staring at me
The windows scare me
The candle stops melting
The curtains start getting angry
N I jump on the bed
I wrap myself in the blanket
and close my eyes...
and as the sun rises
on another day,
again a new person ...
#anxiety
#depression
363 reads
16 Comments
AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
9th Sep 2023 8:36pm
9th Sep 2023 8:36pm
I Never Learn
#heartbroken
#TruthOfLife
#honesty
#manipulation
#deception
260 reads
6 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
6th Sep 2023 4:46pm
6th Sep 2023 4:46pm
Complexities Of A Veiled Mind
These next three part series, I will be broadening society’s view of the ideology of what the intellect define as adopting the ideology of dark forces.
No, I am not speaking in regards to claiming the sisterhood of an covenant., self -proclaimed sorceress who practices the powers of Mother Nature elements, emphasizing during universal incantations to arouse the formations of the wind, or one who may perform rituals utilizing the paganism colored conjuring of candles, in addition, who can foresee current/future occurrences to tell the future using tarot cards, or it is simply...
No, I am not speaking in regards to claiming the sisterhood of an covenant., self -proclaimed sorceress who practices the powers of Mother Nature elements, emphasizing during universal incantations to arouse the formations of the wind, or one who may perform rituals utilizing the paganism colored conjuring of candles, in addition, who can foresee current/future occurrences to tell the future using tarot cards, or it is simply...
#peace
#MentalHealth
#humankind
479 reads
11 Comments
runningturtle87
Poem Published
10th Jun 2015 2:52pm
10th Jun 2015 2:52pm
How to Stop Undermining Your Own Best Good
We have all heard those around us who constantly sound demeaning, demanding, pejorative, condescending, or irascible. What a pain in the backside, right? Those people! Why do we even bother to pay attention to them in the first place? They will not listen to reason, and they are so negative and always criticizing and finding the exception to every rule and predicting the end of the world as we know it from every angle. If you have a physical or emotional pain, instead of their saying that they are sorry for your loss or that they hope you feel better soon so that you can feel you were...
1144 reads
5 Comments
smackdownraven
Poem Published
23rd Sep 2024 10:04pm
23rd Sep 2024 10:04pm
vicious
serenity is given to some and need no quest to get it
but to some it is missing and i search for elusively
please God erase the pain make me sane
my honesty is questioned by the liars club
lied about and thrown into the hospital
accused of being a danger to others
when I have no rap sheet for that they all do
smug laughter frames your face hatefully
cruelty is you name vanity suits you as well
your ego has you doing harmful things to me
to impress the others
with your poisonous acts
we don't have sex...
but to some it is missing and i search for elusively
please God erase the pain make me sane
my honesty is questioned by the liars club
lied about and thrown into the hospital
accused of being a danger to others
when I have no rap sheet for that they all do
smug laughter frames your face hatefully
cruelty is you name vanity suits you as well
your ego has you doing harmful things to me
to impress the others
with your poisonous acts
we don't have sex...
#hurt
107 reads
3 Comments
DU Poetry : Non-Fiction Prose by Top Critiquers: Short Stories, Diary Entries and Letters (Page 2)
