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.
Kou_Indigo
Poem Published
2nd Dec 2022 9:38pm
2nd Dec 2022 9:38pm
The Sword of Mordred: Part II
- The Sword of Mordred: Part II -
Deep were the paths that had led me beneath the great mountain of Yr Wyddfa, in the pleasant land of Gwynedd. My journey across Wales, after having departed Camelot upon a most personal quest, so led me at last here. Something called to me from this place, and had probably been what drove me to set off upon this expedition to begin with. I had thought at first that my quest had been of my own volition, but as I stood now in the place wherein I beheld the unearthly sight before me... I realized that some power was at work which wished to make...
Deep were the paths that had led me beneath the great mountain of Yr Wyddfa, in the pleasant land of Gwynedd. My journey across Wales, after having departed Camelot upon a most personal quest, so led me at last here. Something called to me from this place, and had probably been what drove me to set off upon this expedition to begin with. I had thought at first that my quest had been of my own volition, but as I stood now in the place wherein I beheld the unearthly sight before me... I realized that some power was at work which wished to make...
#family
#death
#memories
#pagan
#magic
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Kou_Indigo
Poem Published
2nd Dec 2022 9:32pm
2nd Dec 2022 9:32pm
The Sword of Mordred: Part I
- The Sword of Mordred: Part I -
A winding and perilous course took me forth from Camelot, in the days when Arthur was the king of all the folk of what today is called Britain. There were goodly reasons for my setting forth, and of that journey which I undertook, and why it was I undertook it, there were dark undercurrents to all that had transpired... beneath which, some measure of light was at work, though at the time I knew it not. A big gray steed carried me, a steed with a night black saddle. I refused the offer of a chariot, for those were costly, and then I would need to...
A winding and perilous course took me forth from Camelot, in the days when Arthur was the king of all the folk of what today is called Britain. There were goodly reasons for my setting forth, and of that journey which I undertook, and why it was I undertook it, there were dark undercurrents to all that had transpired... beneath which, some measure of light was at work, though at the time I knew it not. A big gray steed carried me, a steed with a night black saddle. I refused the offer of a chariot, for those were costly, and then I would need to...
#dark
#family
#memories
#pagan
#magic
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Wafflenose
Ellie
Ellie
Poem Published
2nd Dec 2022 5:04pm
2nd Dec 2022 5:04pm
The Forty Years' War
Hi!
If we haven’t met in person, we are probably friends online, or maybe you’ve come across my work on ‘The Notes and the Words’ or DUP. I tend to go by Wafflenose or Ellie online. I have decided to be brave, or as brave as it’s possible for a pathologically shy, mild-mannered, socially-phobic English woman to be. I’m going to share a bit about my journey with a lifelong mood disorder, in the hope that somebody might learn something, and that I might develop more understanding of my condition, which still baffles me from time to time.
Like most people, I don’t have many...
If we haven’t met in person, we are probably friends online, or maybe you’ve come across my work on ‘The Notes and the Words’ or DUP. I tend to go by Wafflenose or Ellie online. I have decided to be brave, or as brave as it’s possible for a pathologically shy, mild-mannered, socially-phobic English woman to be. I’m going to share a bit about my journey with a lifelong mood disorder, in the hope that somebody might learn something, and that I might develop more understanding of my condition, which still baffles me from time to time.
Like most people, I don’t have many...
#LifeStruggles
#MentalHealth
#SelfReflection #SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection #SelfDiscovery
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1 Comment
Wafflenose
Ellie
Ellie
Poem Published
1st Dec 2022 7:03pm
1st Dec 2022 7:03pm
Finally feeling brave (Part 2 of 3)
I also did some drawings to represent what has happened. I'm very bad at drawing, and indeed all forms of visual representation. I also don't have a perfect memory, so it's not to scale. My first diagram represents the first 32 years of my life. On the x axis, we have time, and on the y axis we have mood. Again, we have some greyness and question marks over the first few years, followed by three dips representing bad patches at 5, 7 and 9 years old. The little zigzag represents the normal ups and downs of childhood, and soon after that, you can see what are supposed to be my annual...
#LifeStruggles
#MentalHealth
#SelfReflection #SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection #SelfDiscovery
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2 Comments
Wafflenose
Ellie
Ellie
Poem Published
30th Nov 2022 11:53pm
30th Nov 2022 11:53pm
Finally feeling brave (Part 1 of 3)
Hi!
If we haven’t met in person, we are probably friends online, or maybe you’ve come across my work on ‘The Notes and the Words’ or DUP. I tend to go by Wafflenose or Ellie online. I have decided to be brave, or as brave as it’s possible for a pathologically shy, mild-mannered, socially-phobic English woman to be. I’m going to share a bit about my journey with a lifelong mood disorder, in the hope that somebody might learn something, and that I might develop more understanding of my condition, which still baffles me from time to time.
Like most people, I don’t have...
If we haven’t met in person, we are probably friends online, or maybe you’ve come across my work on ‘The Notes and the Words’ or DUP. I tend to go by Wafflenose or Ellie online. I have decided to be brave, or as brave as it’s possible for a pathologically shy, mild-mannered, socially-phobic English woman to be. I’m going to share a bit about my journey with a lifelong mood disorder, in the hope that somebody might learn something, and that I might develop more understanding of my condition, which still baffles me from time to time.
Like most people, I don’t have...
#LifeStruggles
#MentalHealth
#SelfReflection #SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection #SelfDiscovery
74 reads
2 Comments
Em-ily
Poem Published
30th Nov 2022 4:55pm
30th Nov 2022 4:55pm
Here's One Way To Incorporate Material: A Poem About Religious Feelings
community, but
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other pride fags
out there
in the community
that might
otherwise
Feel ignored
some kinks with hotork
bles to the community Here are just few of the
INANNA AND ISHTAR
Ishtar and the Gilgamesh Story
Ishtar as a Mother Goddess ...
there are many
other pride fags
out there
in the community
that might
otherwise
Feel ignored
some kinks with hotork
bles to the community Here are just few of the
INANNA AND ISHTAR
Ishtar and the Gilgamesh Story
Ishtar as a Mother Goddess ...
#inspirational
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeGoals
#WritingPoetry
#LifeCycle
36 reads
3 Comments
Em-ily
Poem Published
30th Nov 2022 6:14am
30th Nov 2022 6:14am
A Muddled Statement About My Bookshelf Plagiarizing All The Book Titles
10:42 a.m
9
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progeny
Model Keith Ray and Julian Jade
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Ship
CRÆFT
The question of the origin and true meaning of traditional craftsmanship
Alexander Langlands
Neolithic Britain
transformation of the social world
example
Sample by Ian Hoad
Sample...
9
why
Kindle search
All of them
progeny
Model Keith Ray and Julian Jade
oxfo
Ship
CRÆFT
The question of the origin and true meaning of traditional craftsmanship
Alexander Langlands
Neolithic Britain
transformation of the social world
example
Sample by Ian Hoad
Sample...
#nonfiction
45 reads
randyjohnson
Poem Published
22nd Nov 2022 6:48pm
22nd Nov 2022 6:48pm
Scramble
In November of 1982, Mom bought me a handheld video game for an early Christmas present. The game I received was "Scramble" by Tomy. It's a VFD (Vacuum Fluorescent Display) game. It's based on the "Scramble" arcade game that was made by Stern/Konami.
I still remember the night before I received the game. My family and I were visiting my grandparents in Sneedville and I was a very happy boy because I knew that I would receive my game the very next day. I was only eleven years old at the time.
On Scramble, you fly a jet. You must shoot flying and stationary missiles. You...
I still remember the night before I received the game. My family and I were visiting my grandparents in Sneedville and I was a very happy boy because I knew that I would receive my game the very next day. I was only eleven years old at the time.
On Scramble, you fly a jet. You must shoot flying and stationary missiles. You...
#anniversary
#memories
#nostalgia
52 reads
1 Comment
Kou_Indigo
Poem Published
21st Nov 2022 6:36pm
21st Nov 2022 6:36pm
Otherworldly Memories Part XI: The Dragon War
#anger
#grief
#war
#dragons
#memories
14 reads
0 Comments
Kou_Indigo
Poem Published
21st Nov 2022 6:32pm
21st Nov 2022 6:32pm
Otherworldly Memories Part X: The Hidden Citadel
#love
#family
#rebirth
#memories
#passion
20 reads
0 Comments
Kou_Indigo
Poem Published
19th Nov 2022 7:17pm
19th Nov 2022 7:17pm
Otherworldly Memories Part IX: The Last Journey
#love
#science
#death
#rebirth
#memories
26 reads
3 Comments
APissPoorShaman
Ryszard
Ryszard
Poem Published
17th Nov 2022 5:36pm
17th Nov 2022 5:36pm
Character assassination and sexual harassment
--- I have NEVER said an improper word to any one [women or man] on this site ---
the following message chain is point black accusing me WITHOUT evidence of driving women from this site. I am now requesting all who read this post to link hard evidence of improper behavior [emails, replies, messages] that corroborates the vile accusations presented here. I have already begun transitioning to other poetry sites because of lost friends and closed doors on dup since I took sides in a war between two poetesses. Enough is enough, I am demanding evidence. ...
the following message chain is point black accusing me WITHOUT evidence of driving women from this site. I am now requesting all who read this post to link hard evidence of improper behavior [emails, replies, messages] that corroborates the vile accusations presented here. I have already begun transitioning to other poetry sites because of lost friends and closed doors on dup since I took sides in a war between two poetesses. Enough is enough, I am demanding evidence. ...
#anger
#frustration
137 reads
9 Comments
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