Non-Fiction Prose by Members Last Online
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Non-poetic writing including diary extracts, journal entries, letters, essays and art
Poems published by members most recently online.
MysticalRose
Poem Published
5th May 2019 12:53pm
5th May 2019 12:53pm
Nothing lasts forever
There's no use exhuming dead feelings:
you'll find nothing but brittle bones of a sordid reminder...
that nothing is immortal
Not even feelings...
you'll find nothing but brittle bones of a sordid reminder...
that nothing is immortal
Not even feelings...
#relationships
181 reads
21 Comments
LostGirl18
Poem Published
19th Dec 2017 7:14am
19th Dec 2017 7:14am
December 19th
Dear diary,
I've come to the depressing conclusion that my fake suicide was in vain. To live with a death nobody cares about is unfathomable! I must resolve this in the New Year...
I WILL make new friends!
Yours,
LostGirl,
P.S. My roommate ate all of my chocolate covered almonds. Again.
Life is handing me one big disappointment after the next.
P.P.S. I'm sure they were stale. Serves the little bitch right.
xox
I've come to the depressing conclusion that my fake suicide was in vain. To live with a death nobody cares about is unfathomable! I must resolve this in the New Year...
I WILL make new friends!
Yours,
LostGirl,
P.S. My roommate ate all of my chocolate covered almonds. Again.
Life is handing me one big disappointment after the next.
P.P.S. I'm sure they were stale. Serves the little bitch right.
xox
268 reads
9 Comments
MrAlptraum
Mr A
Mr A
Poem Published
14th Jul 2019 12:18pm
14th Jul 2019 12:18pm
OUROBOROS
I have created; we are all creators/consumers. I have created myself out of silence/filled windows. I have consumed too little from outside of myself—constructed so many close and intricate relationships. only to burn each one and return to the creation of silence. I get lonelier and watch one limb one day turn transparent. another limb the next day. I am a creator. I’ve created my own languages/cultures/philosophies. how long ago did I stop consuming anything around me/how long have I been consuming myself. barely a limb left. what’s left is alien/gets lonelier. I am vanishing. I have...
#food
93 reads
13 Comments
jemac
Poem Published
18th Nov 2018 3:51pm
18th Nov 2018 3:51pm
Winter In a Room
thin curtains adorned with leaves hang from tall windows, slightly folding against the chill.
trees now bare remain still, there is no more rustling of leaves in the wind, just a crackling of boughs adjusting to the falling temperatures
sun splinters through bare branches casting yellow light that remains cold to the touch, outer limbs stretch steeley fingers grappling for warmth
heat in the room rises, billowing the golden curtains to rustling the leaves against framed glass where trees can only look on and see what they once had is now locked inside
...
trees now bare remain still, there is no more rustling of leaves in the wind, just a crackling of boughs adjusting to the falling temperatures
sun splinters through bare branches casting yellow light that remains cold to the touch, outer limbs stretch steeley fingers grappling for warmth
heat in the room rises, billowing the golden curtains to rustling the leaves against framed glass where trees can only look on and see what they once had is now locked inside
...
#nature
174 reads
8 Comments
dizzzzzzy
616
616
Poem Published
Yesterday 4:28am
Yesterday 4:28am
I owe so many sorrys
And I don't know where to start.
I've tried so hard just to have this all end.
Wanting my life back to normal
That isn't going to happen though
Maybe my anger comes from the things I wish I would've said
Or would've done when I had the chance. But being oblivious and self absorbed has always been my downfall. I ain't better than anyone. I'm trying to change. But that change isn't happening fast enough
I've tried so hard just to have this all end.
Wanting my life back to normal
That isn't going to happen though
Maybe my anger comes from the things I wish I would've said
Or would've done when I had the chance. But being oblivious and self absorbed has always been my downfall. I ain't better than anyone. I'm trying to change. But that change isn't happening fast enough
#TruthOfLife
27 reads
Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
10th Mar 2019 12:24pm
10th Mar 2019 12:24pm
I’m Gonna Confess
( a prose poem spill & scrub )
Geoff, I’m gonna confess something to you right here and now, so don’t blame me, but congratulate yourself. I mean that in the best possible way. You know I don’t hold back, you know I haven’t believed in a woman deliberately trying to be mysterious since before you and I met. Like it’s a religion or a cult. And it all turns yeasty like false news because the mystery goes stale after it’s kept shelved and unused for so long, the cow herself forgets, and her milk dries up. But that’s not all that evaporates...
...
Geoff, I’m gonna confess something to you right here and now, so don’t blame me, but congratulate yourself. I mean that in the best possible way. You know I don’t hold back, you know I haven’t believed in a woman deliberately trying to be mysterious since before you and I met. Like it’s a religion or a cult. And it all turns yeasty like false news because the mystery goes stale after it’s kept shelved and unused for so long, the cow herself forgets, and her milk dries up. But that’s not all that evaporates...
...
#love
#lover
#LifeAsAWriter #LongDistanceRelationship
#LifeAsAWriter #LongDistanceRelationship
237 reads
17 Comments
SatInUGal
Kumar
Kumar
Poem Published
23rd Oct 2018 4:27am
23rd Oct 2018 4:27am
Dear Black Girl,
I have a hard time even saying that
And this is part of the problem
I don’t want you to be labeled
Black girl
As I was once
White boy
And I cringe that I am now
White man
And I feel ashamed around
Black woman
Because when I watched
The Color of Fear
Identifying my own prejudices
Going back to late nights
Walking near Lake Merritt
I know deep down
I was more afraid of
Black
Than I was of
White
I hate that I was like that
I am so self-conscious
That instead of simply
Letting go of...
And this is part of the problem
I don’t want you to be labeled
Black girl
As I was once
White boy
And I cringe that I am now
White man
And I feel ashamed around
Black woman
Because when I watched
The Color of Fear
Identifying my own prejudices
Going back to late nights
Walking near Lake Merritt
I know deep down
I was more afraid of
Black
Than I was of
White
I hate that I was like that
I am so self-conscious
That instead of simply
Letting go of...
#childhood
#identity
#shame
#racism
#SelfReflection
243 reads
13 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
21st Nov 2018 5:14am
21st Nov 2018 5:14am
The Ladies Room
#sex
#BDSM
#lover
#dirty
#bisexual
362 reads
17 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...
392 reads
16 Comments
LunaGreyhawk
Poem Published
10th Jul 2019 5:22am
10th Jul 2019 5:22am
Journal Entry #1 My Muse
The way your mouth looks when it begins expanding and collapsing around your words makes me realize a longing I did not even know was possible. I watch the dance of your lips and tongue, and my heart flutters like a bird furiously trying to escape its cage because I know the first time we kiss, it will erase every other kiss that came before it.
The sound of your voice is everything I’ve ever loved about music; the cadence lilting and swaying, the rhythm rolling over my soul in waves of emotions I can’t begin to define; the sound of your laugh is a healing balm I apply liberally...
The sound of your voice is everything I’ve ever loved about music; the cadence lilting and swaying, the rhythm rolling over my soul in waves of emotions I can’t begin to define; the sound of your laugh is a healing balm I apply liberally...
#love
#FallingInLove
#FirstLove
87 reads
6 Comments
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
46 reads
2 Comments
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