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
theEgoEffect
Barona
Barona
Poem Published
17th Jan 2019 9:15pm
17th Jan 2019 9:15pm
Loss (introspective rant)
I've had my share of loss and
dread the fact there's always more to come.
Maybe this is why I chose to run in the first place,
but I know it'll end in regret.
Waves of emptiness crash at my shore,
fading the numbness,
as I flip through photographs,
listening to abysmal songs
of abstract love.
Love - how it can mend,
yet when badly needed, it can end.
There will come a day when
I'll have to do this all over again.
More truth to that statement
than I'll ever really know.
I'm lucky that I have not been submerged
in...
dread the fact there's always more to come.
Maybe this is why I chose to run in the first place,
but I know it'll end in regret.
Waves of emptiness crash at my shore,
fading the numbness,
as I flip through photographs,
listening to abysmal songs
of abstract love.
Love - how it can mend,
yet when badly needed, it can end.
There will come a day when
I'll have to do this all over again.
More truth to that statement
than I'll ever really know.
I'm lucky that I have not been submerged
in...
#dark
#myself
79 reads
4 Comments
Sky_dancer
Poem Published
31st Dec 2018 6:00pm
31st Dec 2018 6:00pm
Smoke Me a Kipper...
I'll be back for breakfast
(and other parting apophthegms)
I'll see you mighty souls in February!
Be excellent to each other 💕
(and other parting apophthegms)
I'll see you mighty souls in February!
Be excellent to each other 💕
#love
77 reads
4 Comments
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
113 reads
23 Comments
Tallen
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2019 6:05pm
2nd Feb 2019 6:05pm
Illusional Love
Life doesn’t hurt until you have time to yourself to think about how things have changed, who you’ve lost along the way, and how much of it is your fault.”
I don’t think she truly believed anything I said; it was just another one of her many facades
and because I wanted someone to believe me
I trusted her and believed her…..in her. I allowed myself to become the fool…..foolish.
The other lesson learned here is there can be only one for one lifetime and I had mine long long ago.
No matter that this one was taken from me by nothing other than...
I don’t think she truly believed anything I said; it was just another one of her many facades
and because I wanted someone to believe me
I trusted her and believed her…..in her. I allowed myself to become the fool…..foolish.
The other lesson learned here is there can be only one for one lifetime and I had mine long long ago.
No matter that this one was taken from me by nothing other than...
#love
#breakup
#LifeStruggles
#memories
#hurt
102 reads
15 Comments
ElusiveSleepfall
MatthewZ
MatthewZ
Poem Published
6th Feb 2019 00:11am
6th Feb 2019 00:11am
Man Sues Pants for Custody of Leg In Buloxi, MS.
Hey Kids,
How are you all? I actually tried getting on last night, but it was 3 in the morning, and I didn't get to enough of your poetry, sorry. And then the beautiful, yet wacky, tpd came on and kept me up until 4:30, and I overslept for work(not her fault, mine).
Anyway, I know you guys are pretty sick of my daily updates, so I've decided to do them on a once in every 24 hours basis instead, since I can't be on here as much now.
Anyway, I decided to quit my job. Accounting just seems to have too many numbers associated with it sometimes. I mean, why can't we just use the...
How are you all? I actually tried getting on last night, but it was 3 in the morning, and I didn't get to enough of your poetry, sorry. And then the beautiful, yet wacky, tpd came on and kept me up until 4:30, and I overslept for work(not her fault, mine).
Anyway, I know you guys are pretty sick of my daily updates, so I've decided to do them on a once in every 24 hours basis instead, since I can't be on here as much now.
Anyway, I decided to quit my job. Accounting just seems to have too many numbers associated with it sometimes. I mean, why can't we just use the...
#erotic
#nature
#coffee
#MentalHealth
#threesome
69 reads
13 Comments
SoulzGirl69
Poem Published
15th Jan 2019 9:21pm
15th Jan 2019 9:21pm
Kindness and paper flowers
I often wondered
How I would ever
Burn all your
Love letters
Written long before
Of your love for me
Our hopes our
...dreams
Long before
You had bought
Your dream car
You so loved the thrill
Long before
It left you broken
And your dream
Was a metal heap of regret
Long before
You didn't say
Goodbye
Long before I placed flowers
So I sat and paid
A little kindness to your
Written love letters
Now...
How I would ever
Burn all your
Love letters
Written long before
Of your love for me
Our hopes our
...dreams
Long before
You had bought
Your dream car
You so loved the thrill
Long before
It left you broken
And your dream
Was a metal heap of regret
Long before
You didn't say
Goodbye
Long before I placed flowers
So I sat and paid
A little kindness to your
Written love letters
Now...
#strength
#TimeHeals
84 reads
8 Comments
HowlingWhelms
Noire
Noire
Poem Published
6th Feb 2019 6:30am
6th Feb 2019 6:30am
the quiet ritual
bathing in tea and sea salt crystals, becoming foreign, an organic
integration : my body hums all over
while slowly washing away the collected par'fumed
maelstrom in a reciprocal motion,
like that moment i’d once mistaken servitude for
devotion...how inaccurate a phylum of symbolism;
|exodus|
a thought arrives _ the travel itself is not that of
transcendence, alone ..it lies within
...
integration : my body hums all over
while slowly washing away the collected par'fumed
maelstrom in a reciprocal motion,
like that moment i’d once mistaken servitude for
devotion...how inaccurate a phylum of symbolism;
|exodus|
a thought arrives _ the travel itself is not that of
transcendence, alone ..it lies within
...
#acceptance
137 reads
snugglebuck
Poem Published
30th Mar 2017 6:01am
30th Mar 2017 6:01am
The Sexual Assualt of Snugglebuck
267 reads
1 Comment
AEMelia564
Y
Y
Poem Published
30th Jan 2019 4:59pm
30th Jan 2019 4:59pm
To whom inspires
Many suns ago,
Days, twillights, nights, months, years
I bore you in the nape of my belly.
You were a full grown fetus
Twirling dolphin within the foster waters, preparing for your birth
My pregnancy had almost ended
The warmest breeze has come that october night, it feels like it has arrived from an azure monsoon. The wind starts to strengthen, it folds the curtains, plays with their seams. In the dark I watch this shadowplay, the wind whistles long forgotten tunes.
The wind performed orchestral music
I hear your spirit...
Days, twillights, nights, months, years
I bore you in the nape of my belly.
You were a full grown fetus
Twirling dolphin within the foster waters, preparing for your birth
My pregnancy had almost ended
The warmest breeze has come that october night, it feels like it has arrived from an azure monsoon. The wind starts to strengthen, it folds the curtains, plays with their seams. In the dark I watch this shadowplay, the wind whistles long forgotten tunes.
The wind performed orchestral music
I hear your spirit...
#parent
#motherhood
#gratitude
#admiration
#son
74 reads
8 Comments
Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
25th Sep 2018 11:23pm
25th Sep 2018 11:23pm
Letters To A Young Poet IV
September 21, 2018
Jade Pandora
San Fernando, California
Dear Geoffrey,
With your latest letter received, nestled next to my trusty field journal in my leather shoulder tote which sits in its own chair next to mine, I write this letter in the San Fernando Public Library on a Friday’s beautiful late morning. It’s near where I just came from, the Mission San Fernando Rey de España, in the Mission Hills district of Los Angeles. Where I went to pay my respects at the grave sites of my...
Jade Pandora
San Fernando, California
Dear Geoffrey,
With your latest letter received, nestled next to my trusty field journal in my leather shoulder tote which sits in its own chair next to mine, I write this letter in the San Fernando Public Library on a Friday’s beautiful late morning. It’s near where I just came from, the Mission San Fernando Rey de España, in the Mission Hills district of Los Angeles. Where I went to pay my respects at the grave sites of my...
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#RainerMariaRilke
118 reads
4 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...
333 reads
16 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
21st Nov 2018 5:14am
21st Nov 2018 5:14am
The Ladies Room
#sex
#BDSM
#lover
#dirty
#bisexual
254 reads
17 Comments
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