Non-Fiction Prose by Top Critiquers
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Non-poetic writing including diary extracts, journal entries, letters, essays and art
Poems written by Top Critiquers
DamianDeadLove
Poem Published
Today 8:00am
Today 8:00am
The Ides Of March
It is I. Time caught up with me, folks. Burning the candle at both ends finally claims it spoils. What sleep I do get, is restless sleep. I’m supposed to use a CPAP machine, but I haven’t been sent any new face-masks in months. Go figure.
Well we’re in the middle of our health benefits being castrated, so I’m not fucking shocked. “Beware The Ides Of March.” to quote a line from Shakespeare’s Julius Caesar. I slid the one in on you, didn’t I. lol.
I’m not a huge Shakespeare fan, respect him, I do though. I always remembered the line from when we read the play...
Well we’re in the middle of our health benefits being castrated, so I’m not fucking shocked. “Beware The Ides Of March.” to quote a line from Shakespeare’s Julius Caesar. I slid the one in on you, didn’t I. lol.
I’m not a huge Shakespeare fan, respect him, I do though. I always remembered the line from when we read the play...
#philosophical
#prose
56 reads
8 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
26th Feb 2025 1:03am
26th Feb 2025 1:03am
Progressive Rock Scene In France
During the mid to late 1960's the world was changing. The younger generation was fed up & angry with the government and the Vietnam War. In the US & UK numerous psychedelic rock bands began to emerge. This hippie movement was gaining momentum and spreading their message with music. Bands like the Jefferson Airplane, The Grateful Dead, The Vanilla Fudge, King Crimson, Donovan, Cream, The Soft Machine, Pink Floyd, and countless others began touring at home and abroad. Many of these acts began performing in smaller venues in Holland, Germany, Italy and France.
Similar to the...
Similar to the...
#music
#nonfiction
#PopCulture
81 reads
12 Comments
TheOralizer
Poem Published
25th Mar 2022 11:34pm
25th Mar 2022 11:34pm
IF I WROTE A BOOK
SUBJECT
There's no doubt the
subject would be
YOU.
The category would be erotica
(That is if YOU agree).
This means I have the
most amazing subject
in the whole world,
YOU.
My only challenge would
be in trying to decide
what I'd leave out...everything
about you from A to Z
is so wonderful, different,
and amazingly unique.
It won't take too much time
because my heart is overflowing
with wonderful truths and
experiences with amazing
YOU.
Possible chapters would be:
A chapter on...
There's no doubt the
subject would be
YOU.
The category would be erotica
(That is if YOU agree).
This means I have the
most amazing subject
in the whole world,
YOU.
My only challenge would
be in trying to decide
what I'd leave out...everything
about you from A to Z
is so wonderful, different,
and amazingly unique.
It won't take too much time
because my heart is overflowing
with wonderful truths and
experiences with amazing
YOU.
Possible chapters would be:
A chapter on...
#romantic
#motivational
#inspirational
#narrative
#confessional
600 reads
9 Comments
Her
Poem Published
Yesterday 9:41am
Yesterday 9:41am
Letting Go, But Not Letting Up
#dark
#FirstLove
#MovingOn
#PTSD
#nonfiction
45 reads
14 Comments
Anne-Ri999
Poem Published
28th Feb 2025 8:27pm
28th Feb 2025 8:27pm
a weekend with goblins and gargoyles
A questioning blankness falls over me. When arriving in this place there seems to be an absence of all things urban. A handful of streets scattered houses. Faint scent from manure invades my nostrils. Desolated mysteries might await me. Agricultural display from farmsteads in the distance.
I check into my hotel. a plain bare building. To my amazement it is totally silent. It seems like I am the only guest. I go in through the mahogany French doors entering a darker lobby where there is an old fashioned bar serving as a reception also. Walking up to the bar I am yet unsure if I can...
I check into my hotel. a plain bare building. To my amazement it is totally silent. It seems like I am the only guest. I go in through the mahogany French doors entering a darker lobby where there is an old fashioned bar serving as a reception also. Walking up to the bar I am yet unsure if I can...
#PersonalGrowth
93 reads
10 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
19th Apr 2024 3:57am
19th Apr 2024 3:57am
Mob Mentality
fear of being singled out makes most people a coward...
every one of us is unique
but we are brainwashed and shamed not to stick out
to the point of not being able to think outside of the box
when mob mentality singles out an odd one from the herd
the whole group lays into that one out of fear
and for popularities sake, the odd one is cursed at and beaten down
thinking I'm glad that wasn't me
they are warned with cruel chastisement not to shine
finally, setting aside their own morals and beliefs
for the want of...
every one of us is unique
but we are brainwashed and shamed not to stick out
to the point of not being able to think outside of the box
when mob mentality singles out an odd one from the herd
the whole group lays into that one out of fear
and for popularities sake, the odd one is cursed at and beaten down
thinking I'm glad that wasn't me
they are warned with cruel chastisement not to shine
finally, setting aside their own morals and beliefs
for the want of...
#love
200 reads
3 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
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
1308 reads
25 Comments
Honoria
Poem Published
18th Nov 2020 7:50am
18th Nov 2020 7:50am
Dear Diary,
I’m a grown woman with the mental age of a twelve year old tween.
I’ve started reading and writing poetry. Dont ask. I don’t know why? Kind of wish I was better at it. There are a shit ton of people on here who know what they’re doing. I’m not one of them.
I ate my weight in cookies today because I was mad. Super mature decision. I’m sure I’ll throw them up later.
I’m working over time to present the world a nice version of me. Epic. Fail. I want a drink and I wish I smoked. But that’s dumb I’d just end up with a headache and stinky breath....
I’ve started reading and writing poetry. Dont ask. I don’t know why? Kind of wish I was better at it. There are a shit ton of people on here who know what they’re doing. I’m not one of them.
I ate my weight in cookies today because I was mad. Super mature decision. I’m sure I’ll throw them up later.
I’m working over time to present the world a nice version of me. Epic. Fail. I want a drink and I wish I smoked. But that’s dumb I’d just end up with a headache and stinky breath....
#confessional
#honesty
#bittersweet
1028 reads
49 Comments
Ambjr
Poem Published
11th Feb 2025 00:43am
11th Feb 2025 00:43am
letter to the universe’s absentee father
dear god
this is the closest I’ve come to prayer since the bottles stopped bringin me to my knees. I don’t believe in you…and you don’t believe in me. but sometimes I find myself callin out to that abandoned throne. my cries echoin back at me in the emptiness of your absence. I tried to believe but they lost me when they said we are made in your image. seems bit backwards. you are made in our image. twisted. broken. selfish. cruel.
we are lot alike. you and i. how else do you explain floods and rainbows. plagues and manna. the violent jealousies. the need to be...
this is the closest I’ve come to prayer since the bottles stopped bringin me to my knees. I don’t believe in you…and you don’t believe in me. but sometimes I find myself callin out to that abandoned throne. my cries echoin back at me in the emptiness of your absence. I tried to believe but they lost me when they said we are made in your image. seems bit backwards. you are made in our image. twisted. broken. selfish. cruel.
we are lot alike. you and i. how else do you explain floods and rainbows. plagues and manna. the violent jealousies. the need to be...
#addiction
#anger
#bipolar
#faith
#God
102 reads
2 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
18th Oct 2022 2:05pm
18th Oct 2022 2:05pm
Fear Everything
I was taking a walk awhile ago and I wanted to tell you how sometimes I fear everything so you would have some company ...
#friendship
#support
#curse #fear
#curse #fear
457 reads
24 Comments
Pete_25
Poem Published
7th Sep 2024 10:29am
7th Sep 2024 10:29am
Clown
A lonely figure
Away from the stage
Working, writing
Page after page
Telling a joke
An ear in the wall
Silent laughter
Eerie encore
Away from the stage
Working, writing
Page after page
Telling a joke
An ear in the wall
Silent laughter
Eerie encore
#anxiety
#emptiness
#loneliness
198 reads
10 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
1st Nov 2023 9:33pm
1st Nov 2023 9:33pm
Excogitations...
If the recent events in the middle east answer any lingering questions, such as what exactly does organized religion organize for, then now the answer is clear…they organize for violence.
There is no such thing as a Levantine religion of peace.
Subsequently to this we must wonder what it is about the Levantine oriented beliefs that so virulently promote violence, not only in the middle east, but worldwide.
And the answer to that is the enabling idea of an afterlife, and all the phantasmagorical promises that come with it. Once a rube is conditioned...
There is no such thing as a Levantine religion of peace.
Subsequently to this we must wonder what it is about the Levantine oriented beliefs that so virulently promote violence, not only in the middle east, but worldwide.
And the answer to that is the enabling idea of an afterlife, and all the phantasmagorical promises that come with it. Once a rube is conditioned...
#religion
#TruthOfLife
#philosophical #tradition
#philosophical #tradition
244 reads
0 Comments
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