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Poems & Stories from The Author Stew
Gold, breaded sticks
For a compliment
Of men
Fry
Pole food filet
Eggs, eyes,
Smells to me
Swim with
Flying hook
School of knife
Trip rod tank
Out of water
Babble cat, dog puffer
Clown, spear, devil
Plenty in the sea
And chips
Fish
This is from a dVerse prompt: Pen a poem of any style with exactly 44 words, not including the title. It must contain a given word within the body of the poem. The word is Fish.
My quadrille is all fish words or phrases without the fish. Hope you enjoy! 🐠
Black don’t crack but shines
Dim this little light of mine
Under a bushel
“Girl, they out there protesting again,” said Ebony.
Outside the salon a group of women marched down the street. Inside the salon a group of women watched them.
“What shit they against now?” asked Aaliyah, her hands massaging the scalp of the customer in her chair.
“The President,” said Ebony.
“Hell, there’s a lot that could be. What about him?” asked Shanice.
“Nothing specific. It’s just a protest against the President,” said Ebony.
“Well, can’t say I blame them,” said Aaliyah, “You ain’t catching me out there though”.
Shanice replied, “Me neither. That man is crazy but it ain’t like we ain’t told them that. Fuck around and find out.”
“What they think a protest is gonna do?” asked Precious.
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The days are for celebration
But for those who are sad
It sucks
Wondrous nights of jubilation
Or thoughts of times we had
Redux
This is from a dVerse prompt: Emily Romano’s Memento poetry style: the syllable count should be 8 beats for line one; 6 beats for line two; and two beats for line three. This is repeated twice for each stanza. The rhyme scheme is: a/b/c/a/b/c for each of the two stanzas.
Poetry Theme: a holiday or an anniversary (formal or informal)
I don’t like chocolate
Yes, it is so
I do like caramel
But that’s neither here nor there
The two pair so well
But I don’t like chocolate
Rich, deep chocolate
Blech
I will eat milk chocolate
But not too much
If the chocolate has that waxy taste
Almost fake
Like it was made in a factory
And they were running low on coco
Add extra milk, maybe some sugar too
That I will have
But it needs something else
Like caramel
(I did say I like caramel)
Or maybe some crisped rice
(Who thought of crisped puff rice? I can imagine some ancient Asian rolling in their grave)
But not nuts
I don’t like nuts
I don’t like chocolate
I don’t like nuts in chocolate
You ruined my peanut butter!
You ruined my chocolate!
I’m fine btw, thanks
I do have a sweet tooth
Teeth some might say
But it’s cake over candy
Ice cream is A - OK
So a list of candies though it may be sweet
As a poem for me
Is just a treat
Twix, yes
But Snickers, no
Good & Plenty I’ll have a go
Red Hots too spicy
Skittles will do nicely
Sweetarts, are sweet hearts
Payday is a no though
Whatchamacallit, yeah, that I’ll hit
Sugar babies are the bomb
Oh Henry is an enemy
Though in a pinch, it sounds bizarre
I’ll have a Three Musketeers bar.
This was for a dVerse prompt: Write a poem that includes at least one of the names of a candy listed above. You can delete the word “bars” from the candy name, but you can not change the order of the words in the name or add any words between the words in the name.
This is a longer piece and one where I’ve put more of me into it, unlike most of my poems. I didn’t want to do just a rambling off of the candies listed but did want to use more than a couple in some way. This is what I came up with. Something a bit more poetic looking morphing into the candy rhyming scheme at the end. Hope it worked and you enjoyed!
“Join us,” motioned the emperor towards the empty chair.
The double meaning was not lost on me, though it may not have been the intent. Here I was among the foulest of humanity. Truly depraved individuals, narcissists most, psychopaths the lot. Join them. Join in the mayhem, the indifference, the debauchery. It would be so easy.
I sat at the table.
“You’ve impressed me. Rarely have I seen such self control while in the midst of committing such … acts,” said Rinald. A sly, lecherous smile crawled across his lips.
“You impress too easily m’lord,” I said, barely above a snarl.
The bum across from him guffawed, nearly falling out of his chair.
“You take liberties.”
“I take what I want.”
I would have learnt to love black days like bright ones had I stayed. Luckily I had a prior appointment. Girl’s night out.
This is a Prosery prompt from dVerse: Write a piece of flash fiction of up to or exactly 144 words, including the given line in the order in which it has been given. You may add or change punctuation, but you may not add words in between the given ones.
The given line was: “I would have learnt to love black days like bright ones.” a line from ‘Dark August’, a poem by Derek Walcott.
I hope you enjoy!
A division of parallel opinion,
Set up for mutual division,
One on both sides of the issue.
We have everything to cling to.
We believe what is true,
Our truths split at the fork.
A road we never shared.
Who are we to question?
We walk along, alone.
I see you there,
Do you see me?
Is that a fog around your eyes
Or is that a storm clouding mine?
Reach to me,
I stretch out my hand.
Fingers brush, ideas skim and graze
Points of view and angles skew.
What weird exchange is this?
I see you and your point of view.
Seeing you, see me too.
Coincidence or confidence,
As if by chance,
This dichotomy is now symphony
Something we both see,
A partnership and a dance.
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Mirror reflection
Ignore time’s character lines
My own lies flatter
**
Empty bedroom piece
Bathroom furniture with sink
Wash my hands of you
**
You think this is you
Everything all about you
Maybe you are right
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Was it worth it?
The chance I took
Seeing you in a crowded room, back to me
When you turned around and the earth shook
I knew I had to catch your eye
I travelled through the drunken mass
People crowded the room
Talking, laughing, drinking
Holding me back as though a tomb
I had to break free to get to you
Once near, I caught your eye
We shared a smile and a drink
I told you jokes and made you laugh
You said you liked a guy who didn’t make you think
I took what I could get
It’s been years now since that day
We’ve shared many laughs and tears
Ups and downs, ins and outs
Shared triumphs and fears
Still, I try my best to not make you think
And on this day when we celebrate
The coming together of you and I
I can’t help but wonder
What would have happened if I didn’t try
But I know for sure the answer
Was it worth it?
Too torn down to look up
Looking into the sun
Blinded by a love who kept you in the shadow
Don't look for salvation at the end of an arrow
Shot from cupid’s discarded bow
Your heart breaks anew every morning
Waking in sheets stained with neglect
A dry spot in a loveless desert
How you wish for the rain to come
To drench your thirsty soul and soak your body
Come home my sweet
An automated message, a single finger push
The only effort he could spare
The cries for mommy the only true tear
That renders the stone in your heart
Hello
Who are you?
Just a vision behind a keyboard you’ve yet to see
So nobody?
Yup, nobody for you
Nice to meet you.
Goodbye.
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The night needs kisses
As night’s often do
My lips pressed against yours, me holding you
The darkness hides much, the desire that this is
The sky is black yet the stars are wishes
My heart is full of desire yearning for a love true
Our lips feed the night, as the morning brings the dew
For I am hers, and she is his
Kisses in the night
Your lips on mine
Things done wrong feel so right
No worries, everything is fine
With your kisses we just might
Let our heart and desires take flight
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