Non-Fiction Prose by Members Last Online
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Non-poetic writing including diary extracts, journal entries, letters, essays and art
Poems published by members most recently online.
Ahavati
Poem Published
18th Feb 2019 00:15am
18th Feb 2019 00:15am
Anal Cabal
Prince Nala lie back
on an abaca hammock
enjoying fresh bacca
and masala under a gossamer
cabana aside the Ganges River—
natural light seeping
through its beautiful weave—
acacia-branched shadows
moving as smoke atop the fabric.
As servants tended blains
upon the soles of his feet,
he supped while contemplating
penning an alcaic verse
for his Princess Damayanti
( having been chosen
as her wedded husband
so many years ago...
on an abaca hammock
enjoying fresh bacca
and masala under a gossamer
cabana aside the Ganges River—
natural light seeping
through its beautiful weave—
acacia-branched shadows
moving as smoke atop the fabric.
As servants tended blains
upon the soles of his feet,
he supped while contemplating
penning an alcaic verse
for his Princess Damayanti
( having been chosen
as her wedded husband
so many years ago...
#love
#alcohol
#historical
#philosophical
#morality
595 reads
25 Comments
drone
Poem Published
21st May 2020 1:11pm
21st May 2020 1:11pm
What Is The Reason
I base my conspiracy theory
on a few things
like
there is no
Scientific argument
that our thoughts have energy
they have the power to change
the physical structure
of our brain
I.E learning something
everybody in the world
Has
different fingerprints
different facial features
different personality's
different voices
even different
ways of walking
There is no
Scientific argument
about these things
So it stands to reason
that our energy field
is no different from fingerprints ...
on a few things
like
there is no
Scientific argument
that our thoughts have energy
they have the power to change
the physical structure
of our brain
I.E learning something
everybody in the world
Has
different fingerprints
different facial features
different personality's
different voices
even different
ways of walking
There is no
Scientific argument
about these things
So it stands to reason
that our energy field
is no different from fingerprints ...
#honesty
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Umm
Poem Published
16th Aug 2020 9:53pm
16th Aug 2020 9:53pm
7:27am
I unlocked the door to complete honesty
-- opened myself up to him (because I
did not know how to get out of this maze, nor if I wanted to)
..when things are so complicated it's not worth saying anything but the truth,
even if you're speaking to danger incarnate, a wolf in wolf's clothing.
-- opened myself up to him (because I
did not know how to get out of this maze, nor if I wanted to)
..when things are so complicated it's not worth saying anything but the truth,
even if you're speaking to danger incarnate, a wolf in wolf's clothing.
#animals
149 reads
16 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
16th Oct 2016 1:31pm
16th Oct 2016 1:31pm
Praying to Bukowski
I drank all my available liquor in my cabinet
Then I quit drinking for 3 weeks
I don't have an alcohol problem
Just wanted to lose a few pounds
Truth is I didn't miss the booze
Started exercising again
Felt some clarity in my brain pocket
Problem was, I missed myself
That little bit of libation cheered my soul
Took the edge off work which is stressful and annoying
Friday night I poured 3 fingers of Basil Hayden's neat
Eased back in my living room and sipped slow
Felt the beautiful fire and glow
At peace with my whiskey
Back to an old...
Then I quit drinking for 3 weeks
I don't have an alcohol problem
Just wanted to lose a few pounds
Truth is I didn't miss the booze
Started exercising again
Felt some clarity in my brain pocket
Problem was, I missed myself
That little bit of libation cheered my soul
Took the edge off work which is stressful and annoying
Friday night I poured 3 fingers of Basil Hayden's neat
Eased back in my living room and sipped slow
Felt the beautiful fire and glow
At peace with my whiskey
Back to an old...
515 reads
16 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
19th May 2014 00:36am
19th May 2014 00:36am
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...
533 reads
9 Comments
Lothbrok
Poem Published
24th Oct 2019 1:47pm
24th Oct 2019 1:47pm
The World Began Twisting
What beauty we onced had, has become a twisted display of what faithlessness can perpetually do.
The faith in humanity, the good company of a beautiful mind has become scarce, I often roam around the confines of society hoping to find a candle flaring, but the dim flickers as appealing as they can be, often, barely keep what dark times we've enveloped, away.
How easily we make ourselves up with trends, groups and titles, but what we find in companionship within our own closed perception. Being a part of something with others doesn't always mean you're not alone. Radicalization...
The faith in humanity, the good company of a beautiful mind has become scarce, I often roam around the confines of society hoping to find a candle flaring, but the dim flickers as appealing as they can be, often, barely keep what dark times we've enveloped, away.
How easily we make ourselves up with trends, groups and titles, but what we find in companionship within our own closed perception. Being a part of something with others doesn't always mean you're not alone. Radicalization...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
186 reads
1 Comment
mel44
Poem Published
19th Mar 2017 2:31am
19th Mar 2017 2:31am
Freedom of Thought and Expression
To suppress free speech is a double wrong. It violates the right of the hearer as well as those of the speaker."
~Frederick Douglas
Any restriction of thought or speech violates the soul of mankind. Transcending we shall impeach and speak freely of our ideas. To sit above others in judgement upon a throne is an assault on any independent thought. Imagining to decide what is right or best for another based on a warped version of reality is overbearing and dictatorial. Freedom of opinion and expression is a right granted unto all. For one to disregard philosophies with...
~Frederick Douglas
Any restriction of thought or speech violates the soul of mankind. Transcending we shall impeach and speak freely of our ideas. To sit above others in judgement upon a throne is an assault on any independent thought. Imagining to decide what is right or best for another based on a warped version of reality is overbearing and dictatorial. Freedom of opinion and expression is a right granted unto all. For one to disregard philosophies with...
507 reads
5 Comments
DevilsChild
Poem Published
9th Oct 2018 5:23pm
9th Oct 2018 5:23pm
The Adventures of Hoppity Hop (The Final Adventure)
3:00 am I wake to you passed out
in the corner where you slept
changing your food and water
I noticed there was no movement
your chest wasn’t moving
some see their animals as pets
to me you were my son
can’t have kids of my own
so when I held you for the first time
it made me smile
and everyday after
I was always happy to see you
you were hopping with joy
waiting for me to pet you
no one else could hold you
you never gave me any trouble
I feel bad, I could of done more
let you out on the...
in the corner where you slept
changing your food and water
I noticed there was no movement
your chest wasn’t moving
some see their animals as pets
to me you were my son
can’t have kids of my own
so when I held you for the first time
it made me smile
and everyday after
I was always happy to see you
you were hopping with joy
waiting for me to pet you
no one else could hold you
you never gave me any trouble
I feel bad, I could of done more
let you out on the...
#love
#death
#animals
350 reads
5 Comments
robert43041
Viking
Viking
Poem Published
31st Aug 2020 6:19am
31st Aug 2020 6:19am
B,C, A,D.
So for the purpose of some sense of order ''we'' have the B.C. A.D. system. A rather recent innovation and not followed by all. The history of Time is simply fascinating.
It also puts Domini in an odd spot. Indeed where was He (or She) all those eons before? All questions having to do with Faith boggle the mind. It also raises a few questions in that various Peoples in different parts of the earth, from China to India, to Africa and the Americas had their own gods before He decided to show up. And why at that specific place and time?
Men had their own gods , mainly...
It also puts Domini in an odd spot. Indeed where was He (or She) all those eons before? All questions having to do with Faith boggle the mind. It also raises a few questions in that various Peoples in different parts of the earth, from China to India, to Africa and the Americas had their own gods before He decided to show up. And why at that specific place and time?
Men had their own gods , mainly...
#atheism
#faith
#fate
#pagan
#philosophical
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faithmairee
Poem Published
29th Aug 2020 6:27am
29th Aug 2020 6:27am
The Best of the Best
I'm so excited! I'm hosting my first ever Poetry Competition on DUP. It's called 'Simply The Best' and I would love for you to come and support my efforts.
I suspect most everyone here has written a poem that they feel is better than the rest of them. Here's your chance to show it off. It's going to be like the battle of the bands but for poets instead of musicians.
Good luck everyone and most importantly, have fun! Show us your beautiful work!
I suspect most everyone here has written a poem that they feel is better than the rest of them. Here's your chance to show it off. It's going to be like the battle of the bands but for poets instead of musicians.
Good luck everyone and most importantly, have fun! Show us your beautiful work!
#beauty
#CallToAction
#WritingPoetry
40 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
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Carpe_Noctem
Poem Published
10th Oct 2013 2:01pm
10th Oct 2013 2:01pm
Letters To Miki
My dearest Miki
Time is a paradox currently
as we balance our life-force between one another
You fighting to see another day
as I try and keep my mind to the task of getting to you,
living day by day, like it is the last chance
to speak to you on the phone, or to post some deadhead lyrics
on one another's facebook wall.
Perhaps, this is the last letter I post to you Miki
I know we will be together soon
walking Neruda through the misty night air, which path
do we take my love, left or right, or upside down,
back to...
Time is a paradox currently
as we balance our life-force between one another
You fighting to see another day
as I try and keep my mind to the task of getting to you,
living day by day, like it is the last chance
to speak to you on the phone, or to post some deadhead lyrics
on one another's facebook wall.
Perhaps, this is the last letter I post to you Miki
I know we will be together soon
walking Neruda through the misty night air, which path
do we take my love, left or right, or upside down,
back to...
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2 Comments
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