Long Non-Fiction Prose
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Non-poetic writing including diary extracts, journal entries, letters, essays and art
Long poems (300 words or more), most recently posted poems first.
InDreamz
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:48pm
Yesterday 2:48pm
DUP
Hi DUP folks,
I would like to ask you that is it a crime to rejoin DUP after deleting previous account?
I have been here before as MysticalRose. I had to leave dup Coz I was harassed /trolled by a poet here. I had intimated it to a very kind n helpful poetess here, who had reached out to me after she read a comment of mine where I stated I was being bullied here. I was suggested to approach a Mod. But I didn't as I had once reported his comment but no action was taken. So I didn't have faith that I would be helped. I quietly suffered n one day when it became...
I would like to ask you that is it a crime to rejoin DUP after deleting previous account?
I have been here before as MysticalRose. I had to leave dup Coz I was harassed /trolled by a poet here. I had intimated it to a very kind n helpful poetess here, who had reached out to me after she read a comment of mine where I stated I was being bullied here. I was suggested to approach a Mod. But I didn't as I had once reported his comment but no action was taken. So I didn't have faith that I would be helped. I quietly suffered n one day when it became...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
58 reads
8 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
4th Jul 2020 3:56pm
4th Jul 2020 3:56pm
To My Daughter, How I Met Your Mother
It all started about 14 years before i met your mother 30 years ago. i was about 20 years had just fallen truly madly deeply in love with the wonderful Jacqui in Teignmouth, Devon. I was young,and still ferrel! i think we lasted about a year, within a few months, i'd been in an 70mph car accident, the driver hadn't mentioned it wasn't his car, and i ended up with 200 hours of community service, the probation service gave me 2 options, one was laying railway sleepers down on a cliff footpath in Dawlish, the other was to work in a childrens home, which i did, i ended up staying on as a...
#love
#identity
#LifeChangingMoment
#transgender
#daughter
14 reads
0 Comments
Careyra
Poem Published
3rd Jul 2020 2:58pm
3rd Jul 2020 2:58pm
What Was the Chance
#sadness
#jealousy
#regret
#breakup
#bittersweet
40 reads
1 Comment
RiAN
Poem Published
2nd Jul 2020 10:14am
2nd Jul 2020 10:14am
a letter to Spectrums and Syndromes
We live in an age where social inclusion means everything
Football, hoodies, your families car, are of the utter most importance
I have had to learn to speak another language where "dope" means something other than it did in my youth and a GOAT isnt a four hooved equivalent of the devil but an actual expression.
He is a frail ivory etherial slender elve
Maths make him nervous though numbers not, The equivalence of decimal numbers is right there inside his questionaires though his teacher is square minded and therefore fales to see his eternal beauty. Seemingly...
Football, hoodies, your families car, are of the utter most importance
I have had to learn to speak another language where "dope" means something other than it did in my youth and a GOAT isnt a four hooved equivalent of the devil but an actual expression.
He is a frail ivory etherial slender elve
Maths make him nervous though numbers not, The equivalence of decimal numbers is right there inside his questionaires though his teacher is square minded and therefore fales to see his eternal beauty. Seemingly...
#MentalHealth
#son
#Autism
25 reads
0 Comments
Alfie_Shoyger
Poem Published
29th Jun 2020 7:10pm
29th Jun 2020 7:10pm
The Death of UKAuthors.com
Years ago, in a lovely little corner of cyberspace, there existed a wonderful writing website named UKAuthors.com. It was a site that hosted many poets and fiction writers who were genuinely talented and interesting in their diversely different ways.
The fate of this website gives some interesting insights into the human character, in particular the character of the mediocre. By “the mediocre”, I mean people with no discernible depth, imagination, intelligence, courage, ambition, passion, understanding or talent.
Like I say, there were some brilliant...
The fate of this website gives some interesting insights into the human character, in particular the character of the mediocre. By “the mediocre”, I mean people with no discernible depth, imagination, intelligence, courage, ambition, passion, understanding or talent.
Like I say, there were some brilliant...
#lies
#betrayal
#hypocrisy
24 reads
Lazy_Dead
.Julia.
.Julia.
Poem Published
27th Jun 2020 2:38am
27th Jun 2020 2:38am
A Dangerous Woman
They say a beautiful woman can be a dangerous thing. She is pretty, and she is certainly dangerous. But that’s not what does them in. She has a sharp mind and a power with words. Her words can be intoxicating and motivating but she also knows how to use them as lethal weapons. Cutting you to the core, with eloquently wrapped truths. Leaving your mind reeling and the ground underneath you shaking.
She is a connoisseur of words who refuses to waste them. So if she opens her mouth, you can expect anything that comes out to be intentional and drenching with sincerity. She doesn’t...
She is a connoisseur of words who refuses to waste them. So if she opens her mouth, you can expect anything that comes out to be intentional and drenching with sincerity. She doesn’t...
#PowerOfWords
74 reads
14 Comments
Neoma
Poem Published
25th Jun 2020 2:20am
25th Jun 2020 2:20am
to continue pushing a narrative window
If you read this, and if it would please you to help me one more time
would you think about saying hello? But just think about it. Don't really
Some other time.
You tried to be my friend a long time, but I couldn't a lot at all, and for why, I didn't know how.
There were a lot of understands I didn't. I didn't understand why I was taking hormones, not to mention I'd never figured out Faith nor understood...
would you think about saying hello? But just think about it. Don't really
Some other time.
You tried to be my friend a long time, but I couldn't a lot at all, and for why, I didn't know how.
There were a lot of understands I didn't. I didn't understand why I was taking hormones, not to mention I'd never figured out Faith nor understood...
#love
48 reads
Madintellect
Mike stew
Mike stew
Poem Published
24th Jun 2020 6:12am
24th Jun 2020 6:12am
One more year
Well it's been three years now since I had had the whole world in my head. Amen hates me but I don't know why that is. A man is a real family royal family that is in control of the world. I was living on the streets for three years, there's no reason for me to ever go back there again. I had a day everyday, no I don't know why I can't just get a job I need to do what I got to do. The whole world is in my head, it's the craziest thing that ever happened to me. I have a new girlfriend now. We've been going out now for over a month and things are going good. Her name is Holly and I like her a...
#hope
20 reads
2 Comments
Frustrated_prole
Poem Published
22nd Jun 2020 7:37pm
22nd Jun 2020 7:37pm
How to defeat a Bully
Someone or something is bullying you. It could be a close family member, a school yard fiend, a work colleague, or the government, you could be bullied for anything by anyone.
There are many ways to win.
1. Confront them in a calm and adult manner, this rarely works as most bullies are too ignorant and too damaged to understand adult behaviour, they tend to behave like children in order to get what they want. It does work sometimes though.
2. Seek to find out why, try to understand them and help them, this has never worked for me, it tends to be a...
There are many ways to win.
1. Confront them in a calm and adult manner, this rarely works as most bullies are too ignorant and too damaged to understand adult behaviour, they tend to behave like children in order to get what they want. It does work sometimes though.
2. Seek to find out why, try to understand them and help them, this has never worked for me, it tends to be a...
#happiness
#hope
#bullying
#prison
#despair
34 reads
0 Comments
thewatcher33
Poem Published
19th Jun 2020 7:35am
19th Jun 2020 7:35am
How I saved a baby kitty and became a local hero.
I was stationed at the Howard Houses Housing projects in East New York Brooklyn during the first summer in which I worked as a seasonal Park Ranger with the New York City Department Of Parks and Recreation. Of the many summers I worked as a seasonal employee this was my favorite, most cherished and memorable assignment.
I remember the day like it was yesterday. Very clear and vivid. I work up that morning around seven, drank a bottle of water, showered, brush my teeth, packed my uniform and shined my work shoes. My uniform consisted of a beige short sleeve shirt, a name tag,...
I remember the day like it was yesterday. Very clear and vivid. I work up that morning around seven, drank a bottle of water, showered, brush my teeth, packed my uniform and shined my work shoes. My uniform consisted of a beige short sleeve shirt, a name tag,...
#summer
68 reads
2 Comments
Sky_dancer
Poem Published
17th Jun 2020 1:43pm
17th Jun 2020 1:43pm
After Hours
#sex
#erotic
#dirty
225 reads
12 Comments
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Panophobia
Panophobia
Poem Published
12th Jun 2020 1:27am
12th Jun 2020 1:27am
BB1
Financial advisor to many celebrator individuals, B Valentine leaves her #14 office in California surrounded by the normal atmosphere of people wanting to her to sign her name and ask questions about finance that they cannot answer. The flock for photo ops, while her Security circuitry does their best to protect and allow this professional Black Woman to be the most admired African american financial strategist that has ever existed. It is a Sunday afternoon and she is in in a limo after doing a book signing in Pasadena,CA. she appears to be tired, but so much energy hasn't been used, so...
#LifeCycle
38 reads
0 Comments
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