Story Poems - Poems about Story

...For two weeks Lester worked that pyrite vein, and every day a brand new dollar came, at the end he hug dug out two cart’s worth, said Higgs, “Now that’s enough work in the earth.” He smiled proud, they dragged it to the trains, Lester still sure the old man was insane, once loaded up, he said, “I will return in six...

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Lester sat in Lisa’s café that morn, his eyes mindlessly staring out the door, it was July of 1889, and new work young Lester now had to find. He’d left Jud’s ranch when he refused to pay, did some small jobs, but not much came his way, had heard some mines were opening up here, but he might starve before they did,...

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Don’t talk to me about self-control If you’ve never cried in your bed After trying to quit for the 50th time. Don’t tell me “it’s just a phase” If you’ve never looked at yourself in the mirror And hated what you became. And don’t you dare say, “Everybody watches ****.” Because that’s the problem. This generation is overdosing on pleasure And starving for purpose. Sex...

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It is such a grotesque situation I can’t verbally match how I feel Seems I’m staled in a dissociation I can’t say what I want to reveal If I could get some help, I’d be glad But there isn’t a sign, so I’m worried Cause it looks like I’m back from the dead And I’m living again the whole story As the...

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His head slumped low and he looked like a most unhappy man, said, “My peoples’ laws forbid it, both of us would be hanged.” She rolled her eyes and said, “I’ not talking laws of this earth, I know that your masters think me of very little worth. To all those outside of this keep, I’m just a hired...

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...With that he went to a small chest, retrieved a bound-up scroll, and her eyes went quite wide with shock when the thing was unrolled, ’twas her emancipation, and he’d signed it with his name, “It’s all that I can do,” he said, “To save you future pain. And you can take the children, I’ll make no move to...

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...A throat clear by the tall doorway, and she saw Geren there,” he said, “Lindone, that slave is mine, and I don’t like to share.” The warrior growled and said,“Your hall is cold of late.” Said Geren,“There’s brothels in town where men like you can stay.” The warrior snapped off a curse, and stormed from the kitchen, she thought Geren...

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...The days that followed left no doubt on her master’s feelings, the love he showed to both of them left her poor mind reeling, he barely left his daughter’s side, so besotted was he, this man who’d helped destroy her tribe, how could such a thing be? He even said, “You asked me one what is it you should...

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...She went with him and she had to, inside a knot of dread, distracted by all of the things that she feared lay ahead, disrobed with her mind in a haze, she would not meet his eyes, complied mechanically when he said, “Now, open your thighs.” Expected to feel his weight, and the fast beat of his heart, but Geren...

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...And come the day she had free reign, provided she not leave, no heavy tasks upon her, she had worked more while still free. She explored the whole of the keep, she ready his ancient books, went down to the kitchen and gossiped freely with the cooks. She recognized this wasn’t what she thought had been in store, and honestly,...

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...Then one looked at her sand said, “Let’s have us another ’bout.” But the man on her horse said, “No, I’m claiming that one now. In lieu of my share of the gold when all of them are sold, I’m keeping this one for myself.” His words struck hard and cold. None of the men would challenge him, at...

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She’d not heard the horses approach her village in the plains, had known nothing or war of death until their arrows rained, fiery streak against the night, set flame to thatch and straw, scrambling from her father’s hut, ed hell was all she saw. They came with lances, some with swords, some held back and shot bows, in seconds me...

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Alright everyone, quiet please! May I tell a tale, I have the perfect story! Well then sit....cause I'm going to.... Pull up a chair, or on the floor, that will do. I'm elderly now as things are reckoned, and I may just forget in the next second. So hurry up! Find a seat. Be quiet and...

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I’ve been runnin' Out of breath, cold sweat, lungs burnin' But these legs, they move but they aint goin’ - no place, no distance can be found between the chased and the chaser cuz they’re one and the same The hunter the hunted, the stalker the stalked, the predator the prey, they’re all the same Maybe someday, I'll be free, but it’s hard to run from...

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Admist the twilight, she dares to creep, Her scars tell silent stories, buried deep, Each line, a testament, a thread of her past, Woven with resilience, they hold her steadfast. They’re not marks of weakness, but pathways of grace, A roadmap of heartaches, each curve has its place, In the magnificence...

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