Submissions by LightningBug (Kathy J Anderson)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Journeyman Poet.Writing poetry since... the 70s. Seriously since the 2000s.
Coffee Haiku
By me a coffee
Let this muse drown in the grounds
Grinding java cups!
Let this muse drown in the grounds
Grinding java cups!
#motivational
#money
#coffee
492 reads
4 Comments
Scarlets Haiku
Red mornings and eves
Crimson stained skies cobalt edge
Cinnabarred nightgown
Crimson stained skies cobalt edge
Cinnabarred nightgown
#sky
#nature
#magic
220 reads
4 Comments
Orange Haiku
Brassy fire on lake
Sunsets amber slow burns down
Into bittersweet
Sunsets amber slow burns down
Into bittersweet
#happiness
#emptiness
#bittersweet
282 reads
6 Comments
Purple Haiku
Smile purple shades
Evenings last sunny rays
Smudged by the dark.
Evenings last sunny rays
Smudged by the dark.
#sky
#nature
#emotions
237 reads
4 Comments
Hulya
All I can do
Is remain calm
Feel the balm
Of an oceans breath,
Breathe in good prana
As clouds cool
Warm earth below,
Of these I sing!
Hum your tunes
When you're blue,
Cerulean canvas
Seeks warmest hues.
Word title and reaction to it. ©Kathy J Anderson rhyme • misc • nature
Is remain calm
Feel the balm
Of an oceans breath,
Breathe in good prana
As clouds cool
Warm earth below,
Of these I sing!
Hum your tunes
When you're blue,
Cerulean canvas
Seeks warmest hues.
Word title and reaction to it. ©Kathy J Anderson rhyme • misc • nature
#beach
#clouds
#water
#wind
#emotions
352 reads
2 Comments
Soda
in a bottle
sweet savors lips
sparkling inside glass,
honey slept
waiting for bee
to awaken
from dreams deal,
petals soft spoken
token of things
to sip
slipping under
that soda
spell
in your swell
silvern eyes
sweet savors lips
sparkling inside glass,
honey slept
waiting for bee
to awaken
from dreams deal,
petals soft spoken
token of things
to sip
slipping under
that soda
spell
in your swell
silvern eyes
#happiness
#crush
#lover #temptation
#lover #temptation
595 reads
5 Comments
Channels
I love to channel styles
My stylo in hand,
Warm and sweaty
In spite of windows frosty.
Street lights dare omens
Yet ink flows in barrels
Across minds eye carosel,
Carriage of a type writer woman.
I love to channel voices
My throat open like a door
Wood expanding in Summer,
Stuck, though willing noises.
My stylo in hand,
Warm and sweaty
In spite of windows frosty.
Street lights dare omens
Yet ink flows in barrels
Across minds eye carosel,
Carriage of a type writer woman.
I love to channel voices
My throat open like a door
Wood expanding in Summer,
Stuck, though willing noises.
#motivational
#rhyming
#LifeAsAWriter #StreamOfConsciousness
#LifeAsAWriter #StreamOfConsciousness
400 reads
4 Comments
Times
Time
Came and
Went away,
Again it came,
Now how can you complain, it's all the same.
It's all the same, you may again complain,
No tomorrow
Will ever
Be your
Time.
Came and
Went away,
Again it came,
Now how can you complain, it's all the same.
It's all the same, you may again complain,
No tomorrow
Will ever
Be your
Time.
#anger
#dark
#frustration #despair
#frustration #despair
334 reads
7 Comments
Daisy Blues
I've got the daisy blues
Singing a tune today,
Making the most of signs
That once there was fairness..
I've got the daisy blues
Dancing the downs away,
Looking for new symbols
To light up my sunsign craze..
I've got the daisy blues
Meditating on the ways,
Trying to find the best cure
For the ails of dog day afternoons.
Singing a tune today,
Making the most of signs
That once there was fairness..
I've got the daisy blues
Dancing the downs away,
Looking for new symbols
To light up my sunsign craze..
I've got the daisy blues
Meditating on the ways,
Trying to find the best cure
For the ails of dog day afternoons.
#sadness
#depression
#frustration
639 reads
10 Comments
Thesis Tonight
Expatiate the sky
In the perse of night,
Chariot in hand
Led by a horse, reminds
Midnight is high
Time for discourse.
Tell all your divinities
To come to your treatise.
Let tales be told
On this persed nights cold.
Dark clouds
Speak aloud
With thunder,
Lightning strikes asunder
As deluge of words
Storm the listening hoards.
In the perse of night,
Chariot in hand
Led by a horse, reminds
Midnight is high
Time for discourse.
Tell all your divinities
To come to your treatise.
Let tales be told
On this persed nights cold.
Dark clouds
Speak aloud
With thunder,
Lightning strikes asunder
As deluge of words
Storm the listening hoards.
#faith
#pagan
#magic
324 reads
8 Comments
DU Poetry : Submissions by LightningBug (Kathy J Anderson)