Least Read Non-Fiction Prose
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Non-poetic writing including diary extracts, journal entries, letters, essays and art
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Scarybutnotscared
Poem Published
16th Feb 2020 6:47pm
16th Feb 2020 6:47pm
10 years
So it has come.
The day that marks 10 years since your death. Today your bother and I came to visit you and brought you 2 red roses.
We laughed and joked today in light of the circumstances, we figured you were probably tired of seeing the sadness in the faces of those who come to visit you.
If only... if only ... if only...
I could say if only this or if only that till the day I die but wishing anything was different isn’t going to change anything.
I’ll only say this And that’s where I’ll leave it.
You were a flawed person, a wonderfully sweet,...
The day that marks 10 years since your death. Today your bother and I came to visit you and brought you 2 red roses.
We laughed and joked today in light of the circumstances, we figured you were probably tired of seeing the sadness in the faces of those who come to visit you.
If only... if only ... if only...
I could say if only this or if only that till the day I die but wishing anything was different isn’t going to change anything.
I’ll only say this And that’s where I’ll leave it.
You were a flawed person, a wonderfully sweet,...
#love
#death
#anniversary
#graveyard
#MovingOn
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tomyaccusers
Poem Published
10th Feb 2020 11:10am
10th Feb 2020 11:10am
DUMFRIES RAPE CRISIS CENTRE, NHS, POLICE
Council of Europe
EUROPEAN COURT OF HUMAN RIGHTS;
CONVENTION FOR THE PROTECTION OF HUMAN RIGHTS AND FUNDAMENTAL FREEDOMS;
SECTION 1
Article 8.
Right to respect for private and family life.
Everyone has the right to respect for his private life and family life, his home and his correspondence.
EUROPEAN COURT OF HUMAN RIGHTS;
CONVENTION FOR THE PROTECTION OF HUMAN RIGHTS AND FUNDAMENTAL FREEDOMS;
SECTION 1
Article 8.
Right to respect for private and family life.
Everyone has the right to respect for his private life and family life, his home and his correspondence.
#HumanRights
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Frustrated_prole
Poem Published
14th Feb 2020 3:48pm
14th Feb 2020 3:48pm
George Eliot's Silas Marner
I read books from all periods of history. I find fiction to be a truer account of history than historians. Great fiction conveys a person’s feelings of their time, there are no facts or figures, statistics or empiricism, but there is honesty, and there is description of what it was like. I just finished reading Silas Marner. I am no literary scholar I can’t tell you the academic significance of the book. What I can say is Eliot delves into the lives of the poor and the rural gentry of early- mid 18th century England. She makes a statement that children are more important than money, with all...
#books
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nicoleafterjana
Poem Published
18th Feb 2020 1:27am
18th Feb 2020 1:27am
The Silver Lining In The Cloud
In the beginning I only found people who created the silver lining in my clouds. I walked away from my dreams because of the hopeless feeling that created dark clouds in my life. Success was blocked and I didn’t see any good resulting from my failures. This bittersweet feeling from others creating obstacles for me caused me to quit. Failure took my self-confidence away and, almost defined me. Instead, I realized I was brave for trying new things.”
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Years ago, I tried starting my own business because I thought it would contribute more to my creativity. Coming up...
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Years ago, I tried starting my own business because I thought it would contribute more to my creativity. Coming up...
#strength
#hope
#courage
#inspirational
#determination
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tomyaccusers
Poem Published
15th Feb 2020 12:41pm
15th Feb 2020 12:41pm
STV news continued...
STV Missing A missing hill walker – told her rescue party she didn't want to be found".
Response;
"Bullshit".
I forgot to add the two firemen I met at Roughside bothy from Hartlepool with whom I discussed;
Where I lived,
Where I had walked from
And that I was walking to and around Hadrian's wall.
Two of us went looking for the secret "well" in opposite directions. I found a small burn (brook) but he found the well.
They gave me a lift to Billingham so I could buy some blackcurrant juice and supplies as...
Response;
"Bullshit".
I forgot to add the two firemen I met at Roughside bothy from Hartlepool with whom I discussed;
Where I lived,
Where I had walked from
And that I was walking to and around Hadrian's wall.
Two of us went looking for the secret "well" in opposite directions. I found a small burn (brook) but he found the well.
They gave me a lift to Billingham so I could buy some blackcurrant juice and supplies as...
#forest
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Crazontheinside
Poem Published
19th Feb 2020 2:11am
19th Feb 2020 2:11am
A Truckers Life
I'm a trucker all day with long days ahead,
Working all through the night, while your asleep in your bed.
Before I can leave I inspect, check then go,
Everything seems good except my fluids seem low.
I hop in the cab, no time I can wait,
If deadlines are missed then there goes my freight and wage rate.
I stress about the road, my family and daily troubles,
While worried about my wife and all her daily struggles.
Few hours have gone, things couldn't be more wrong,
On these days I know my day will be a long one.
Should have known those fluids...
Working all through the night, while your asleep in your bed.
Before I can leave I inspect, check then go,
Everything seems good except my fluids seem low.
I hop in the cab, no time I can wait,
If deadlines are missed then there goes my freight and wage rate.
I stress about the road, my family and daily troubles,
While worried about my wife and all her daily struggles.
Few hours have gone, things couldn't be more wrong,
On these days I know my day will be a long one.
Should have known those fluids...
#love
#wife
#family
#home
#memories
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Ignoramus
Poem Published
11th Feb 2020 4:39pm
11th Feb 2020 4:39pm
VOICE OF REVOLUTION
There is only one race: THE HUMAN RACE.
only one God: THE GREAT COSMIC CONSCIOUSNESS.
Our system is either reformed or it disappears. “It renews or dies”. It has no other alternative. It’s executioner won’t be as many fear, COMMUNISM. It’ll be VICE. The ABUSE OF POWER. IGNORANCE. PREJUDICES. AIDS. DRUGS. The MAFIA. RELIGION and, having been converted into a market of souls where each has it’s price.
There is no preacher that says: DOUBT AND THINK. They all say: BE HUMBLE AND GIVE.
The grave...
only one God: THE GREAT COSMIC CONSCIOUSNESS.
Our system is either reformed or it disappears. “It renews or dies”. It has no other alternative. It’s executioner won’t be as many fear, COMMUNISM. It’ll be VICE. The ABUSE OF POWER. IGNORANCE. PREJUDICES. AIDS. DRUGS. The MAFIA. RELIGION and, having been converted into a market of souls where each has it’s price.
There is no preacher that says: DOUBT AND THINK. They all say: BE HUMBLE AND GIVE.
The grave...
#religion
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LokiOfLiterati
Poem Published
16th Feb 2020 4:04am
16th Feb 2020 4:04am
Pages torn from a hustler's journal: 11
If you can’t see the conflict maybe you’re not looking hard enough. If you seriously can’t find conflict in this, maybe the problem is you.” Best post Jiu Jitsu drink line of the night
“Religion is for people who fear hell, spirituality is for people who have been there.” -David Bowie
If there was a fierce monster chasing you everyday, then everyday would be a struggle to survive, a mission to kill the monster so tomorrow could finally come. Otherwise tomorrow is today. The wall of noise I face everyday becomes discernible, individual bricks and panels and layers...
“Religion is for people who fear hell, spirituality is for people who have been there.” -David Bowie
If there was a fierce monster chasing you everyday, then everyday would be a struggle to survive, a mission to kill the monster so tomorrow could finally come. Otherwise tomorrow is today. The wall of noise I face everyday becomes discernible, individual bricks and panels and layers...
#SelfReflection
#nonfiction
#StreamOfConsciousness
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Vandel_Viaclovsky
Van
Van
Poem Published
20th Aug 2017 1:11am
20th Aug 2017 1:11am
untitled 8/19
there are times when
one must be willing
to destroy
all that one is
in order
to become
that which
one might be.
one must be willing
to destroy
all that one is
in order
to become
that which
one might be.
#SelfReflection
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tomyaccusers
Poem Published
18th Feb 2020 11:25am
18th Feb 2020 11:25am
stolen property
In regard to the stolen drawings.
I do not sell my work or exhibit them.
They are private and I would appreciate these back.
They have no value and I have not got a scooby why some twat would have taken them.
If you see them please send them back.
They cannot be hung up in natural light or damp conditions and I believe at least one of them was removed from my home in a large brown envelope.
I also suspect taken on the 10th June 2019 when my house was ratted about by nosy, ego inflated tossers.
I also suspect they were taken by somebody horsey or who knows...
I do not sell my work or exhibit them.
They are private and I would appreciate these back.
They have no value and I have not got a scooby why some twat would have taken them.
If you see them please send them back.
They cannot be hung up in natural light or damp conditions and I believe at least one of them was removed from my home in a large brown envelope.
I also suspect taken on the 10th June 2019 when my house was ratted about by nosy, ego inflated tossers.
I also suspect they were taken by somebody horsey or who knows...
#corruption
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AngelofAnarchy
RaysNewWorld
RaysNewWorld
Poem Published
19th Jan 2020 00:44am
19th Jan 2020 00:44am
Book of Shadows 1
01/18/2020
I have considered myself a Wiccan for many years, and I practiced frequently at first. These days, I rarely think about it. I am going to get back into my craft and truly devote myself. I will use this as a temporary Book of Shadows so that I can look back on my thoughts for many years to come. I have been encouraged to communicate with my familiar more. I have known he was mine for a long time, but it was hard to let myself accept the Goddess's advice when I was in a troubled state. I am also going to be working on defining my exact beliefs using this BoS. So far I know...
I have considered myself a Wiccan for many years, and I practiced frequently at first. These days, I rarely think about it. I am going to get back into my craft and truly devote myself. I will use this as a temporary Book of Shadows so that I can look back on my thoughts for many years to come. I have been encouraged to communicate with my familiar more. I have known he was mine for a long time, but it was hard to let myself accept the Goddess's advice when I was in a troubled state. I am also going to be working on defining my exact beliefs using this BoS. So far I know...
#myself
#pagan
#meditation
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Ignoramus
Poem Published
5th Feb 2020 6:43am
5th Feb 2020 6:43am
THE SOUL OF THESE WORKS IS SYNTHESIZED IN THESE THOUGHTS
Despite how immense are
the doors of glory
through them can’t fit small men.
A Genius without critics, is as
devoid as a circus
without clowns.
Poetry is the sun of my spirit,
from her, it receives all of it’s light.
I don’t have friends without defects nor
enemies without virtues.
Who marries the Truth,
procreates giant ideas.
My nation is that where I find
a man ran over.
The Genius is a madness,
the mediocre, many madnesses.
God doesn’t exist, but, is...
the doors of glory
through them can’t fit small men.
A Genius without critics, is as
devoid as a circus
without clowns.
Poetry is the sun of my spirit,
from her, it receives all of it’s light.
I don’t have friends without defects nor
enemies without virtues.
Who marries the Truth,
procreates giant ideas.
My nation is that where I find
a man ran over.
The Genius is a madness,
the mediocre, many madnesses.
God doesn’t exist, but, is...
#God
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DU Poetry : Least Read Non-Fiction Prose: Short Stories, Diary Entries and Letters
