Submissions by LightningBug (Kathy J Anderson)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Journeyman Poet.Writing poetry since... the 70s. Seriously since the 2000s.
Levitation
Leastways, the ground fell away
East of her ensorcelled body
Verily, making her feel bouyant
In the air floating above it,
Tasting the wind blowing her hair
Arisen as sun beside blue earth
Tingling with anticipated bliss
Intermingled with remembered dread
On another plain of existence
North of the moon on her horizon.
East of her ensorcelled body
Verily, making her feel bouyant
In the air floating above it,
Tasting the wind blowing her hair
Arisen as sun beside blue earth
Tingling with anticipated bliss
Intermingled with remembered dread
On another plain of existence
North of the moon on her horizon.
#sadness
#loneliness
#nature
#magic
#bittersweet
381 reads
7 Comments
Coelescent
To know me is to harmonize with me--
I've got this built-in spray glue
To annex away the blues
For the one that's truly true.
Yet, also, for more than grips she--
Her other side of bare love
Is multifaceted like crystals wove
Into the calico of this souls trove.
I've got this built-in spray glue
To annex away the blues
For the one that's truly true.
Yet, also, for more than grips she--
Her other side of bare love
Is multifaceted like crystals wove
Into the calico of this souls trove.
#relationships
#myself
#freedom #SelfDiscovery
#freedom #SelfDiscovery
268 reads
6 Comments
Is it Love?
Though one's heart
May be known in part,
Another before time let
Them then to have met
In low-born circumstances,
Yet one comes by pure chances,
For one dance,
The others glance,
Still, there are some things
That can't be gathering
Dust in the attic,
For she's too erratic
Looking for the ecstatic
Night of Knights,
Ready to take flight
For monsieur Right.
May be known in part,
Another before time let
Them then to have met
In low-born circumstances,
Yet one comes by pure chances,
For one dance,
The others glance,
Still, there are some things
That can't be gathering
Dust in the attic,
For she's too erratic
Looking for the ecstatic
Night of Knights,
Ready to take flight
For monsieur Right.
#love
#romantic
#memories
#polyamory
#crush
635 reads
4 Comments
The Blur of Words ~ and a few things that got lost
The memories of the loss of family
Sundry sleepy Sundays solace,
There was never another caring Church,
What was found was gladly lost then.
Found flaws in related members,
Failures in asorted relations of your own,
Pardoned by words, chanted and prayed,
Only to see life didn’t ever answer more.
Swearing allegience to legions of angels,
Unswerved by spate of discourse in the dark
Where all hearts mend the daylights burn,
Bled in every direction heading southerly.
Mothers and fathers bearing no fealty
To spawn...
Sundry sleepy Sundays solace,
There was never another caring Church,
What was found was gladly lost then.
Found flaws in related members,
Failures in asorted relations of your own,
Pardoned by words, chanted and prayed,
Only to see life didn’t ever answer more.
Swearing allegience to legions of angels,
Unswerved by spate of discourse in the dark
Where all hearts mend the daylights burn,
Bled in every direction heading southerly.
Mothers and fathers bearing no fealty
To spawn...
#sadness
#death
#nostalgia
260 reads
3 Comments
Today
Nowadays are blonde,
People take throwbacks as true,
Like the earth being all flat.
The currents are black
Flowing with lost white ice caps
Where Dems fear to tread.
Life at the present time
Can’t decide what the truth is
Without a new mode.
People take throwbacks as true,
Like the earth being all flat.
The currents are black
Flowing with lost white ice caps
Where Dems fear to tread.
Life at the present time
Can’t decide what the truth is
Without a new mode.
#power
#politics
#ignorance #rebellion
#ignorance #rebellion
398 reads
2 Comments
Dreams Don't Decieve
Your mind bluffs
But dreams won't
Let you go,
They'll sort
Out chaos
Wit creates,
Hesitate
Only when
You can't spout
Because doubts
Of others
Stone your speech,
Yet you're free
To see sun
Risings truth.
But dreams won't
Let you go,
They'll sort
Out chaos
Wit creates,
Hesitate
Only when
You can't spout
Because doubts
Of others
Stone your speech,
Yet you're free
To see sun
Risings truth.
#dreams
#LifeGoals
#SelfDiscovery
322 reads
8 Comments
Rulena, Goddess of Darkness and Disruptions
Winter Queen and Dark Moon Oaths:
She brought more than disruption to the village of Fyrebend, a small town in the district of Kaladorei, in a new state added to the first 50 in the USA. A remote island newly formed by recent upheavals of the earth's crust during a moon eclipse event as well as a major earthquakes under the Gulf of Mexico. The country of Athea is a vast country with a population of 13968566 humans.
Athea itself is mainly covered in volcanic mountains and has a tropical climate, which has lead to a splayed out population, therefore, a...
She brought more than disruption to the village of Fyrebend, a small town in the district of Kaladorei, in a new state added to the first 50 in the USA. A remote island newly formed by recent upheavals of the earth's crust during a moon eclipse event as well as a major earthquakes under the Gulf of Mexico. The country of Athea is a vast country with a population of 13968566 humans.
Athea itself is mainly covered in volcanic mountains and has a tropical climate, which has lead to a splayed out population, therefore, a...
#religion
#fate
#dragons
#mythology
#ShortStory
280 reads
2 Comments
This is a Newsletter Poll
Do any poets out there have a real following that generates an income for them? I ask because then if I do start a newsletter this would facilitate readers to continue and give a new source of income.
I'm dubious right now. Reason being i have only a small readership to produce for on Medium. I am trying to get consistent but am flagging. I am just tired. Physically and emotionally. I guess i need a vacation from the internet as well. Its time. I've been super consistent for a couple decades, more or less. That is a long azz time!!!
Newsletters are a nice idea if you are a...
I'm dubious right now. Reason being i have only a small readership to produce for on Medium. I am trying to get consistent but am flagging. I am just tired. Physically and emotionally. I guess i need a vacation from the internet as well. Its time. I've been super consistent for a couple decades, more or less. That is a long azz time!!!
Newsletters are a nice idea if you are a...
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#reading #DeepUndergroundPoetry
#reading #DeepUndergroundPoetry
207 reads
4 Comments
Rice Dish
Viscous meal
Slung in bowls
Of ready meat,
Curried spiced
Chicken bites
Stirred nice,
Legume fruits
Like black beans,
So tasty.
All go well
With gooey
Sticky rice!
Slung in bowls
Of ready meat,
Curried spiced
Chicken bites
Stirred nice,
Legume fruits
Like black beans,
So tasty.
All go well
With gooey
Sticky rice!
#happiness
#food
293 reads
10 Comments
Your New Ghoulfriend
He was stunned -
the stranger in front of him looked exactly like the girl he'd been dreaming about.
On this sultry Summer night a woman's shimmering outline walked towards him.
His tiny rowboat seemed useless, since he was about to leave the docks.
They left in a cabriolet.
50 word micro story
Copyright © 2022
Kathy J Anderson
All rights reserved.
2022.7.25
the stranger in front of him looked exactly like the girl he'd been dreaming about.
On this sultry Summer night a woman's shimmering outline walked towards him.
His tiny rowboat seemed useless, since he was about to leave the docks.
They left in a cabriolet.
50 word micro story
Copyright © 2022
Kathy J Anderson
All rights reserved.
2022.7.25
#girlfriend
#beauty
#water #ghosts
#water #ghosts
373 reads
2 Comments
Message in a Bottle
Dragons in a red wine bottle
Bottoms up to the sun gods arms
Where eagles fly with rainbows touched,
Glossy winged orange-yellow draco
Span horizons in sunny settings,
Dragons in a red wine bottle
Spill over upon yon cloud banks
Splashing them firey golden.
Noon reaches emotional peaks
Sprouting boughs of temporal trees,
Dragons in a red wine bottle
Left in the expanse between these pines,
Upwards bound to toast eight of cups,
Another round, six of cups is fine ...
Bottoms up to the sun gods arms
Where eagles fly with rainbows touched,
Glossy winged orange-yellow draco
Span horizons in sunny settings,
Dragons in a red wine bottle
Spill over upon yon cloud banks
Splashing them firey golden.
Noon reaches emotional peaks
Sprouting boughs of temporal trees,
Dragons in a red wine bottle
Left in the expanse between these pines,
Upwards bound to toast eight of cups,
Another round, six of cups is fine ...
#spiritual
#tradition
321 reads
6 Comments
Breathe Between the Notes
She suddenly realized she might be alone for the rest of her life.
The spider bites the finger that lit the red candle.
Stung by the flames strung between the beats.
Blood circulates in all these lines painted in sands of time.
Songs sung thread out until she ends all breath.
The spider bites the finger that lit the red candle.
Stung by the flames strung between the beats.
Blood circulates in all these lines painted in sands of time.
Songs sung thread out until she ends all breath.
#love
#regret
#dark
#death
#aging
257 reads
2 Comments
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