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
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
140 reads
24 Comments
Bluevelvete
Poem Published
27th Dec 2021 00:56am
27th Dec 2021 00:56am
little black velvet bag
After this, there's really nothing left"...
She says, almost absentmindedly,
(have no doubt, this was mostly playing martyr)
while pulling out a tiny
black velvet bag.
I quickly catch the
simultaneous swallowing
of the huge lump in her throat.
(Proof, that was more telling than she'd like)
She started her opening by saying
she'd gifted my oldest sister
some old piece of her jewelry, as well
perhaps a ring
or earrings
or a necklace
I really couldn't tell you
since I was barely listening. ...
She says, almost absentmindedly,
(have no doubt, this was mostly playing martyr)
while pulling out a tiny
black velvet bag.
I quickly catch the
simultaneous swallowing
of the huge lump in her throat.
(Proof, that was more telling than she'd like)
She started her opening by saying
she'd gifted my oldest sister
some old piece of her jewelry, as well
perhaps a ring
or earrings
or a necklace
I really couldn't tell you
since I was barely listening. ...
#love
#Christmas
#memories #TimeHeals
#memories #TimeHeals
372 reads
40 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
626 reads
49 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
21st Nov 2018 5:14am
21st Nov 2018 5:14am
The Ladies Room
#sex
#BDSM
#lover
#dirty
#bisexual
809 reads
17 Comments
intheshadows
Poem Published
28th Oct 2022 6:10pm
28th Oct 2022 6:10pm
Deep Underground Poetry
The name is to blame.
The title should have been
Deep Underground Writing.
I've discovered
there are only a few poets here.
I'm not one of them (yet)
Maybe in time I will be, but
Time for self-reflection,
for poetic literacy.
The title should have been
Deep Underground Writing.
I've discovered
there are only a few poets here.
I'm not one of them (yet)
Maybe in time I will be, but
Time for self-reflection,
for poetic literacy.
#WritingPoetry
236 reads
18 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
543 reads
5 Comments
Em-ily
Poem Published
Today 6:14am
Today 6:14am
A Muddled Statement About My Bookshelf Plagiarizing All The Book Titles
10:42 a.m
9
why
Kindle search
All of them
progeny
Model Keith Ray and Julian Jade
oxfo
Ship
CRÆFT
The question of the origin and true meaning of traditional craftsmanship
Alexander Langlands
Neolithic Britain
transformation of the social world
example
Sample by Ian Hoad
Sample...
9
why
Kindle search
All of them
progeny
Model Keith Ray and Julian Jade
oxfo
Ship
CRÆFT
The question of the origin and true meaning of traditional craftsmanship
Alexander Langlands
Neolithic Britain
transformation of the social world
example
Sample by Ian Hoad
Sample...
#nonfiction
24 reads
nutbuster
D C
D C
Poem Published
22nd Aug 2021 8:04pm
22nd Aug 2021 8:04pm
The Sweet Mrs. Rodgers reviles her story Chapter 6
#LifeChangingMoment
214 reads
5 Comments
robert43041
Viking
Viking
Poem Published
5th Jan 2021 10:45pm
5th Jan 2021 10:45pm
Novellas
For some, novellas can be as short as a couple of thousand words, though they usually are between 17,000 and 30,000 words. So considering that my short stories rarely exceeded that I hava a long way to go if I want to get there. But publishing books of poetry or novellas or short stories or novel can be a snake pit and money pit as well which can cost you thousands of dollars even without promise of getting published what with all the hands of different people it has to go though first. The oher option is self publishing and distribution. Years a go a guy did just that: slef...
#MyInspiration
226 reads
1 Comment
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
470 reads
11 Comments
Strangeways_Rob
Poem Published
19th Oct 2022 11:27pm
19th Oct 2022 11:27pm
culled from.....They Shoot Hippies, Don't They?
My career as a Hippie lasted all of one month and a few days (or to be excruciatingly exact, the very moment lice began dancing around my genitals). The Free Love & Peace were remarkably agreeable, but no-one had mentioned the lack of hot water when contracts were signed on back of fag packs. The stale odour in the 60s Camper Van (the 60s of which Century still remains a mystery) were a harbinger to the beckoning hygiene horrors. Open roads and open mind were the mantra as we shuffled towards Shropshire. The stranger’s mouth on my lap dribbled for the whole journey, leaving a wet stain...
#LifeCycle
74 reads
8 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
1st Nov 2022 5:49am
1st Nov 2022 5:49am
Halloween Epiphany
There is a litmus test in the United States Bill of Rights to help us determine if a citizen or political candidate is an authentic disciple, and perhaps practitioner, of the MORALITY espoused by Jesus Christ...at least enough litmus to allow the claimant of such to provide a shred of legitimacy to such claims.
That litmus is known as the Eighth Amendment.
"Excessive bail shall not be required, nor excessive fines imposed, nor cruel and unusual punishments inflicted."
This is our national behavioral standard for people...IN CUSTODY.
But we...
That litmus is known as the Eighth Amendment.
"Excessive bail shall not be required, nor excessive fines imposed, nor cruel and unusual punishments inflicted."
This is our national behavioral standard for people...IN CUSTODY.
But we...
#corruption
#violence
#politics #HumanRights
#politics #HumanRights
84 reads
4 Comments
DU Poetry : Non-Fiction Prose by Top Critiquers: Short Stories, Diary Entries and Letters
