Prosepoem Histoires

For Three Whiles is an accidentally written Prose Poem, full of raw, unfiltered emotions that simply poured out of me and onto the pages on a random Sunday night . This short piece is intense, extremely raw and almost too honest.

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The kind of sequel to 'Dear Al, With Love' but I write to myself and every other woman who has ever given too much of herself for too long

Prose poem concerned with a vacation in Greece.

"Five Centimetres per Second" is a poignant prose poem that explores the gradual accumulation of sadness in life, focusing on the lingering memories of a past relationship. Drawing inspiration from the Japanese concept of the falling speed of cherry blossoms, this piece delves into the bittersweet nature of nostalgia and the inevitable emotional distancing that occurs over time. Through lyrical prose, it captures the struggle between holding onto precious memories and the desire to move forward, resonating with anyone who has experienced the gentle yet persistent pull of past love. 18 June 2022

A small collection of poems all hand typed and made up by the one and only Im_Snazzy. Idek who or what half of these are about tbh. Also soz that they're out of order and if you read them in the order they're published you'd probably have no clue what's going on especially since "you" refers to at least 5 different people. But I was adding them as I found them and this is the order I found them in. Also IDK why half the tags attached to this are desserts. 14 year old me was weird. Anyway, welcome to the haikus, prose, and incoherent ramblings of a sleep deprived and very moody self proclaimed cynic.

A Cirque De Soleil inspired short free-write poem.

"Where The Rainbow Ends" is a poignant exploration of love's fragility through the metaphor of a rainbow. This prose poem traces the journey from unwavering belief in eternal love to the painful realization of its end. With vivid imagery and raw emotion, it captures the moment when the illusion of forever shatters, leaving behind the bittersweet understanding that even the most beautiful things can come to an end. 22 Feb 2022.

A collection of short writings, prose poems, and poems on life experiences, reflections, and random musings

This is a collection of poems I wrote in my Advance Composition class at school. For Poetry Week my teacher had a poet come in and give us a few lessons about poetry. Our assignment was to write a poem every day then bring it it the following day to share. Each poem had to follow the pattern or style as the poem we read in class. I typed them up and decided to share them here on Wattpad. Enjoy! :)

A narrative poem exploring the silent struggle of anxiety, isolation, and self-expression. From childhood trauma to the graduation stage, one voice fights to be heard, and one moment changes everything. A raw and honest story told through poetic style.

A fleeting moment when the universe itself paused. A traveler rises-not to conquer, but to answer a call that even the cosmos recognizes. Amid infinite stars and silent galaxies, this prose poem meditates on devotion, the human soul, and a path that outshines galaxies. Experience tranquility, awe, and reflection in every line.

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A short prose poem about my grandaunt Sity.

A prose poem written by myself about my only sister, whose autism has taught me a lot of things and some others that I might never quite understand.

"The Memory of the Universe" is a philosophical prose poem exploring the phenomenon of memory without memories-not just in human or artificial consciousnesses, but in the entire universe. The poem connects concepts from quantum physics, astronomy, and love to illuminate how perhaps not only we carry echoes of the past, but every element of existence. A meditative journey through time and space, where the dance of particles and the experience of love are expressions of the same ancient remembrance.

Will change ever come my way? These daily routines have no whatsoever depth Stung by the same comfort zone Bored to even lift a finger Situation uninspiring Living with masks with extra sugar Love shamefully fails Nerves and desire do not match Cranking like a poorly-built house Dry and evaporated No wind blows to no star-guided region The familiar despair crawling under Walk me over, I don't mind Just turn me over when you've done They say many possibilities await I guess I'm good, just let me sleep here What is this I'm waiting? Time is abused, and so is my motivation The most boring season of the year award goes to the unchanging and uncultivated season in my heart But let someone have that award while I'm dying of sleeping too much I guess I'm good. -June Rainy Green

Exactly what the title says. This is a collection of the Poetic Works of Savanna Wolfe.