Non-Fiction Prose Seeking Friendly Advice
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Non-poetic writing including diary extracts, journal entries, letters, essays and art
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
13th Jun 2019 3:43am
13th Jun 2019 3:43am
Ruthie's Goodbye
Ruthie's Goodbye
“Ruthie, I want you to know how you took such great care of me. If I was down you picked me up with the expression of love in your big brown eyes. I felt needed by you and that gave me a sense of belonging. As long as you were around everything was great. Our goodbye here won’t be forever. You’re just going ahead to our new home.”
“What do you mean I’m not going home with you? Just because I’m having trouble walking doesn’t mean it won’t get better. I can still stand up on my front legs. Just give me time to heal. I’ll be as spry as ever given a few...
“Ruthie, I want you to know how you took such great care of me. If I was down you picked me up with the expression of love in your big brown eyes. I felt needed by you and that gave me a sense of belonging. As long as you were around everything was great. Our goodbye here won’t be forever. You’re just going ahead to our new home.”
“What do you mean I’m not going home with you? Just because I’m having trouble walking doesn’t mean it won’t get better. I can still stand up on my front legs. Just give me time to heal. I’ll be as spry as ever given a few...
#grief
#death
#dogs
16 reads
2 Comments
spacemod69
Poem Published
8th Jun 2019 3:04pm
8th Jun 2019 3:04pm
Coming to Terms
What if we have to put her down? I don't know whether I'll be able to handle it"
Those words, coming from my wife, were a big thing for me to hear. Not because of the subject of which she spoke but because she had the courage to say them at all. She had come to terms with something that had plagued my mind for the last two months but that I had been to scared to bring up.
It was our dog that we were talking about. She had developed diabetes five years ago thanks to some stupid vet's medication advice. She'd had pancreatitis that almost killed her, got cataracts, gone...
Those words, coming from my wife, were a big thing for me to hear. Not because of the subject of which she spoke but because she had the courage to say them at all. She had come to terms with something that had plagued my mind for the last two months but that I had been to scared to bring up.
It was our dog that we were talking about. She had developed diabetes five years ago thanks to some stupid vet's medication advice. She'd had pancreatitis that almost killed her, got cataracts, gone...
#sadness
#anxiety
#grief
29 reads
2 Comments
SkyeCebh
Poem Published
7th Jun 2019 10:22pm
7th Jun 2019 10:22pm
Not anymore.
I Think my Time is Broken, Wingless.
Breathless, Exhausted.
Lost.
Overflown, Overwhelmed.
Forgotten.
Washed Away.
My Time is Broken and as I curl up, wrap my arms around myself, there is nothing whole, nothing solid. It is weeping sensations of pain; unholy corners of something unknown. A Fear of what used to be familiar. A Restlessness. I whisper a prayer to be relieved of my sadness, without a god that will listen, without any higher power that would care.
Rays of sun are shining through the small pieces...
Breathless, Exhausted.
Lost.
Overflown, Overwhelmed.
Forgotten.
Washed Away.
My Time is Broken and as I curl up, wrap my arms around myself, there is nothing whole, nothing solid. It is weeping sensations of pain; unholy corners of something unknown. A Fear of what used to be familiar. A Restlessness. I whisper a prayer to be relieved of my sadness, without a god that will listen, without any higher power that would care.
Rays of sun are shining through the small pieces...
#sadness
#grief
#heartbroken
#abuse
#hurt
58 reads
11 Comments
Scarybutnotscared
Poem Published
6th Jun 2019 5:54pm
6th Jun 2019 5:54pm
Unintentional confrontation of a bully#2
At this point I was only laughing to myself in my head because the look on her face was shocked startled and also a little bit of embarrassed. I hadn’t even done anything to her the only thing I Had done was sit next to her and watch her work. Where she started I will say was the worst place she didn’t sketch it out first she just went straight in with the harsh black which is not the best place to start because you can’t fix it once it’s on. I told her that she ignored me. I watched her work for at least an hour and it didn’t turn out, if anything it turned out worse than I expected. At this...
#kindness
#strength
#bullying
#TimeHeals
#suffering
35 reads
2 Comments
Scarybutnotscared
Poem Published
6th Jun 2019 5:01pm
6th Jun 2019 5:01pm
Unintentional confrontation of a bully #1
So this happened to me a couple years ago and every time I think about this situation I can’t help but smile. I want to tell someone about it, but I haven’t, I’m afraid that they wont understand or feel as empowered as I did and still do.
So here it goes. This is the history I have with her so you can really understand.
When I was in school kids like to spread rumors about everyone, I’m sure kids still do this but I’m not around to witness it this time. This new girl came to our school she wore big fake eye lashes and bright red lipstick and had already hit puberty so...
So here it goes. This is the history I have with her so you can really understand.
When I was in school kids like to spread rumors about everyone, I’m sure kids still do this but I’m not around to witness it this time. This new girl came to our school she wore big fake eye lashes and bright red lipstick and had already hit puberty so...
#kindness
#strength
#courage
#conflict
#bullying
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Countrygirl96
Poem Published
31st May 2019 5:33am
31st May 2019 5:33am
Life Change
Today my life will change.
My life will change because two pink lines showed up on that test.
Confirming that I will be a new mommy coming next may.
This will be the fresh start I have been looking for.
I will raise this baby the way I feel I should have been raised.
I will protect him or her from the horrors I had to face.
I will let them be who they want to be and I will be proud.
I will be proud no matter what they do to be the one they call Mama.
If they become a doctor or a farmer I will stand up and say that's my Baby
That's the little...
My life will change because two pink lines showed up on that test.
Confirming that I will be a new mommy coming next may.
This will be the fresh start I have been looking for.
I will raise this baby the way I feel I should have been raised.
I will protect him or her from the horrors I had to face.
I will let them be who they want to be and I will be proud.
I will be proud no matter what they do to be the one they call Mama.
If they become a doctor or a farmer I will stand up and say that's my Baby
That's the little...
#love
#family
#uplifting
38 reads
3 Comments
blue2u
lostandhurt
lostandhurt
Poem Published
29th May 2019 9:43am
29th May 2019 9:43am
a thought
I’m Rubin Blue and I’m ill.
That’s the first time I’ve ever said that ‘out loud’ so to speak. Since a life changing over the last years, my life has been in a steady decline – my mental health has spiraled downward so rapidly that it has at times made me dizzy thinking about it. Yes, it has got better, thanks to classmates, some lecturers, and my new family.
It started gradually; depression and anxiety taking a grip on my life and slowly tightening the screws until I snapped. It became harder and harder to get out of the house, panic attacks were becoming as commonplace as...
That’s the first time I’ve ever said that ‘out loud’ so to speak. Since a life changing over the last years, my life has been in a steady decline – my mental health has spiraled downward so rapidly that it has at times made me dizzy thinking about it. Yes, it has got better, thanks to classmates, some lecturers, and my new family.
It started gradually; depression and anxiety taking a grip on my life and slowly tightening the screws until I snapped. It became harder and harder to get out of the house, panic attacks were becoming as commonplace as...
#depression
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5 Comments
blue2u
lostandhurt
lostandhurt
Poem Published
29th May 2019 9:37am
29th May 2019 9:37am
everybody hates me
I’m not good enough. My classmates hate me.
I don’t know what to do. WHY AM I HERE STILL?
I’m ready to give up. I am going to fail my degree.
That’s what I’ve been feeling these last few days, and but every human being on this planet goes through these periods of agony.
It doesn’t matter who you are. Being sound of mind doesn’t give you immunity from humanity.
During periods like these, I want to catapult myself into darkness and dark thoughts. And it doesn’t help that my voices remind me I am a loser.
One of the problems today is that people aren’t honest...
I don’t know what to do. WHY AM I HERE STILL?
I’m ready to give up. I am going to fail my degree.
That’s what I’ve been feeling these last few days, and but every human being on this planet goes through these periods of agony.
It doesn’t matter who you are. Being sound of mind doesn’t give you immunity from humanity.
During periods like these, I want to catapult myself into darkness and dark thoughts. And it doesn’t help that my voices remind me I am a loser.
One of the problems today is that people aren’t honest...
#depression
#loneliness
#MentalHealth
34 reads
0 Comments
LiamReeduus
LiamReedus
LiamReedus
Poem Published
23rd May 2019 8:27pm
23rd May 2019 8:27pm
R.I.L. my brother. (Rory Cordell Reedus)
I just heard the news today
I think of the times we shared
Im not quiet sure right now what to say
Your heart was so big few could have compared.
One last time to hold your hand.
One more time to hug you close.
Lil brother confidant and friend.
I hate not knowing what i should say most
You were hard head and fought for what you believe
Yet still kind at heart to try and fix whatever it maybe.
Now im heading home to let you have eternal sleep.
Weve always said life will be what it will be
I dont want to let go but...
I think of the times we shared
Im not quiet sure right now what to say
Your heart was so big few could have compared.
One last time to hold your hand.
One more time to hug you close.
Lil brother confidant and friend.
I hate not knowing what i should say most
You were hard head and fought for what you believe
Yet still kind at heart to try and fix whatever it maybe.
Now im heading home to let you have eternal sleep.
Weve always said life will be what it will be
I dont want to let go but...
#brother
#childhood
#family #memories
#family #memories
34 reads
2 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
23rd May 2019 3:51am
23rd May 2019 3:51am
Arc of a Romance
Arc of a Romance
My hands grip the wheel with religious fervor. The morning miles take my beloved and I deeper into the land of enchantment where mesas rise like tables upon which our feast of beauty is to begin.
Marsha takes her window down and leans her head into the wind making her hair scatter in the breeze. She smiles as we veer off the main stretch onto the back roads. Our junket takes us through ancient Spanish towns. In Mora, a group of men pushes a car across the road and us onlookers gaze in wonder on our pause. The jalopy yields to their strength as...
My hands grip the wheel with religious fervor. The morning miles take my beloved and I deeper into the land of enchantment where mesas rise like tables upon which our feast of beauty is to begin.
Marsha takes her window down and leans her head into the wind making her hair scatter in the breeze. She smiles as we veer off the main stretch onto the back roads. Our junket takes us through ancient Spanish towns. In Mora, a group of men pushes a car across the road and us onlookers gaze in wonder on our pause. The jalopy yields to their strength as...
#romantic
#river
#mountains #snow
#mountains #snow
54 reads
8 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
22nd May 2019 5:47am
22nd May 2019 5:47am
Ruthie's Episode
Ruthie's Episode
My entrance into the bedroom finds Ruthie on the floor with her legs flapping madly as she rolls. My first suspicion is that she is choking on something she swallowed. So I pick her flailing body up and put her on the mattress. My false assumption that she is choking leads me to check her mouth for obstructions. By this time she has salivated tremendously with her eyes glazed and her tongue sticking out motionless. To my way of thinking she looks dead. But quickly she revives to her close to normal self. My relief is huge and I can breathe again along with her....
My entrance into the bedroom finds Ruthie on the floor with her legs flapping madly as she rolls. My first suspicion is that she is choking on something she swallowed. So I pick her flailing body up and put her on the mattress. My false assumption that she is choking leads me to check her mouth for obstructions. By this time she has salivated tremendously with her eyes glazed and her tongue sticking out motionless. To my way of thinking she looks dead. But quickly she revives to her close to normal self. My relief is huge and I can breathe again along with her....
#love
#dogs
#illness #dialogue
#illness #dialogue
35 reads
6 Comments
spacemod69
Poem Published
19th May 2019 11:20pm
19th May 2019 11:20pm
Leap of a Lifetime
New Zealand is known throughout the world for two things – sheep and Bungy Jumping. I have seen enough sheep in Australia to satisfy my longing so I decided that while I was in New Zealand I would experience their other famous export for myself.
Not that I had any intention of doing this crazy stunt before I left home. Oh No! There were plenty of other things for me to waste my money on. But it’s funny how situations change!
Anyway, enough of that! The point is that, at this moment, I am waiting in a queue of people about to take the leap of a lifetime. Will I survive what lies...
Not that I had any intention of doing this crazy stunt before I left home. Oh No! There were plenty of other things for me to waste my money on. But it’s funny how situations change!
Anyway, enough of that! The point is that, at this moment, I am waiting in a queue of people about to take the leap of a lifetime. Will I survive what lies...
#dreams
#determination
34 reads
2 Comments
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