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
13th Nov 2024 8:27am
13th Nov 2024 8:27am
Much Obliged
You know I haven’t written in a collaboration since close to two years ago. I’ve said many times on here I used to do a lot of songwriting with an old buddy until we had a falling out. Then there was getting healthy, and ending the long journey with booze. Then I came here to DU. And started over, took a chance I still could do this thing it is we do. I watch to many mobster movies, I know. lol.
Collaborations are an art form in my opinion. It requires trust and compromise, a certain etiquette that writer’s often possess and share in each other’s company. Because from one...
Collaborations are an art form in my opinion. It requires trust and compromise, a certain etiquette that writer’s often possess and share in each other’s company. Because from one...
#confessional
#prose
113 reads
24 Comments
Her
Poem Published
12th Nov 2024 2:57pm
12th Nov 2024 2:57pm
My Thought For Today: Holding Onto Love Too Tightly Doesn’t Allow Room for Growth
I’m a former plant killer with black thumb, therefore, I had no business having a relationship. I put everything I had into someone else without giving myself the nourishment I required. I smothered those relationships with love. I thought I was doing the right thing. Clearly I wasn’t. My boundaries were blurred.
Through trial and error and through learning more about myself and therefore, more about trauma and C-PTSD, I’ve learned that love needs room to blossom. Fear of abandonment, the reason I clung so tightly, isn’t going to keep someone close. It’s a noose, it traps, it...
Through trial and error and through learning more about myself and therefore, more about trauma and C-PTSD, I’ve learned that love needs room to blossom. Fear of abandonment, the reason I clung so tightly, isn’t going to keep someone close. It’s a noose, it traps, it...
#healing
#love
#relationships
71 reads
10 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
12th Nov 2024 7:48pm
12th Nov 2024 7:48pm
King Crimson- In The Wake Of Poseidon
During the US tour in late 1969, King Crimson imploded. Ian McDonald and Michael Giles had too much too soon and would depart to record an eponymous record. Similarly, Greg Lake had met up with Keith Emerson (formerly of The Nice) while on tour and agreed to form a band upon their return to the UK. (Emerson, Lake & Palmer) Robert Fripp & Peter Sinfield were left with the reigns of the band and faced the task of recording the follow-up. (though both Lake & Giles did make contributions to the album with the latter's brother Peter adding bass). In March of 1970 Robert Fripp was asked...
#historical
#music
#narrative #nonfiction
#narrative #nonfiction
49 reads
4 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
133 reads
3 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
138 reads
10 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
1247 reads
25 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
188 reads
0 Comments
backdeckbenny
Poem Published
29th Oct 2024 4:41am
29th Oct 2024 4:41am
The Powers of Lycra
I'm not complaining.
Are the young women who exercise in active wear along the local beachfront aware that men in sunglasses are not looking at nature but them?
Not that long ago if you wore your underwear in public you'd be declared either mad or a hussy or both.
These young women wear their Lycra active gear ( bras and panties) seemingly without a care in the world.The only thing left for a males imagination is what lies underneath.
The lips below their hips say nothing and everything but not for me.
I'm old now , quite invisible and not supposed to look or...
Are the young women who exercise in active wear along the local beachfront aware that men in sunglasses are not looking at nature but them?
Not that long ago if you wore your underwear in public you'd be declared either mad or a hussy or both.
These young women wear their Lycra active gear ( bras and panties) seemingly without a care in the world.The only thing left for a males imagination is what lies underneath.
The lips below their hips say nothing and everything but not for me.
I'm old now , quite invisible and not supposed to look or...
#women
72 reads
3 Comments
AfterSexDilemma
Poem Published
5th Feb 2023 00:18am
5th Feb 2023 00:18am
Bad Rooster
Cock-A-Doodle-Doo
Yes I still remember you
Every morning before the sun
I hope you're ready to run
Because your head is mine
No more annoying sunrise
I don't want to know the time
Please stop this hate crime
Deep inside you know you're wrong
Silence is where you don't belong
No more Cock-A-Doodle-Dooing song
Why not chill and smoke a bong?
Cock-A-Doodle-Doo
Yes I still remember you
Every morning before the sun
I hope you're ready to run
Yes I still remember you
Every morning before the sun
I hope you're ready to run
Because your head is mine
No more annoying sunrise
I don't want to know the time
Please stop this hate crime
Deep inside you know you're wrong
Silence is where you don't belong
No more Cock-A-Doodle-Dooing song
Why not chill and smoke a bong?
Cock-A-Doodle-Doo
Yes I still remember you
Every morning before the sun
I hope you're ready to run
#LifeStruggles
278 reads
4 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
944 reads
49 Comments
Duende
Poem Published
13th Apr 2017 4:18pm
13th Apr 2017 4:18pm
Note To Self
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October 13, 2015
Remember:
be aware
keep moving
listen to your intuition
don’t stay stuck in setbacks
know yourself and your limitations
do something nice every day
travel more
spend time in nature
accept and let go
you are oké!
read more
walk every day
don’t forget to have fun
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i seem to have forgotten...
October 13, 2015
Remember:
be aware
keep moving
listen to your intuition
don’t stay stuck in setbacks
know yourself and your limitations
do something nice every day
travel more
spend time in nature
accept and let go
you are oké!
read more
walk every day
don’t forget to have fun
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i seem to have forgotten...
#gratitude
#hope
862 reads
Styxian
Poem Published
2nd Jan 2024 00:28am
2nd Jan 2024 00:28am
Box Of Puppies
Good morning Del. How you doing lover?
It sucks that you have to work today. Yet it's cool, that you're working the holiday so that you have an extra day when you come visit again. Kinda like how I'm working tomorrow, whether I'm over this flu or not.
Isn't modern technology great? Our two video calls for celebrating New Year's last night. Once for my midnight and then for yours an hour later. We hung in there! I knew you had to work today. And yeah, my flu (a cold, covid, the lung plague, whatever it is) had me a little blah. Thank god for our resilience and humor! ...
It sucks that you have to work today. Yet it's cool, that you're working the holiday so that you have an extra day when you come visit again. Kinda like how I'm working tomorrow, whether I'm over this flu or not.
Isn't modern technology great? Our two video calls for celebrating New Year's last night. Once for my midnight and then for yours an hour later. We hung in there! I knew you had to work today. And yeah, my flu (a cold, covid, the lung plague, whatever it is) had me a little blah. Thank god for our resilience and humor! ...
#happiness
#gratitude
#emotions
524 reads
29 Comments
DU Poetry : Non-Fiction Prose by Top Critiquers: Short Stories, Diary Entries and Letters
