Submissions by LunaGreyhawk (Jenn_Leigh)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Maiden, Mother, and Crone dipped in a fine batter of mental chaos, deep-fried golden in reserved backwoods-southern bacon grease.
LOVE POEM
Published
8th Nov 2024 2:29am
8th Nov 2024 2:29am
Melange of Sunset’s Colors
Come quickly, my love; meet me here
in this hushed and finite space
where the sinking sun meets the rising moon
to exchange possession of the evening sky;
lay with me, tangled against the cooling earth,
limbs entwined in healing configurations;
feel my song upon you, a rhythmic devotion
deep within my warm and welcome breast;
let the melange of sunset’s colors soothe us
before we willfully surrender to the night
in this hushed and finite space
where the sinking sun meets the rising moon
to exchange possession of the evening sky;
lay with me, tangled against the cooling earth,
limbs entwined in healing configurations;
feel my song upon you, a rhythmic devotion
deep within my warm and welcome breast;
let the melange of sunset’s colors soothe us
before we willfully surrender to the night
#love
174 reads
6 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
22nd Oct 2024 00:12am
22nd Oct 2024 00:12am
Water Ritual
it’s just a simple glass of water,
nothing special, not really
I beg for its healing anyway;
I will it to slide down my throat
a wide and roaring tempest,
to wash away the sticky grief
lodged deep within my chest;
to quench my thirst for peace
in these long and dark hours;
to become the hideous monster,
that chases away the weariness
sewn to my bones’ marrow;
to transform the salt and sorrow
that slides in fresh tracks
down cheeks tired of smiling
and pretending it’s all okay
because it has to be
nothing special, not really
I beg for its healing anyway;
I will it to slide down my throat
a wide and roaring tempest,
to wash away the sticky grief
lodged deep within my chest;
to quench my thirst for peace
in these long and dark hours;
to become the hideous monster,
that chases away the weariness
sewn to my bones’ marrow;
to transform the salt and sorrow
that slides in fresh tracks
down cheeks tired of smiling
and pretending it’s all okay
because it has to be
#grief
#heartbroken
203 reads
5 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
6th Oct 2024 9:41pm
6th Oct 2024 9:41pm
Of Death
We are but a tendril;
a whisp, really
of spirit, desperately seeking
experience, inside
this mortal body, doomed
from its conception;
a damned vessel,
destined to return to
the elements from
which it came
a whisp, really
of spirit, desperately seeking
experience, inside
this mortal body, doomed
from its conception;
a damned vessel,
destined to return to
the elements from
which it came
#death
151 reads
15 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
12th Sep 2024 11:56am
12th Sep 2024 11:56am
Invitational
breathtaking sunrise
Nature’s glory on offer
a new beginning
Nature’s glory on offer
a new beginning
#birth
#inspirational
#LifeCycle
210 reads
18 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
2nd Aug 2024 1:05am
2nd Aug 2024 1:05am
Earthing
and so I dream of taking
every bit of myself
to the woods, where
I will find the parts of me
that are still whole,
still connected to everything;
where the sun on my face
invigorates my bones and
the smell of pine and moss,
the texture of earth and detritus,
fills my weary soul to bursting;
there, I am not broken or
found wanting by schedules
or living a life meant for others;
there, I am free
every bit of myself
to the woods, where
I will find the parts of me
that are still whole,
still connected to everything;
where the sun on my face
invigorates my bones and
the smell of pine and moss,
the texture of earth and detritus,
fills my weary soul to bursting;
there, I am not broken or
found wanting by schedules
or living a life meant for others;
there, I am free
#bipolar
#MentalHealth
#SelfDiscovery
302 reads
13 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
18th Jul 2024 00:24am
18th Jul 2024 00:24am
Rust
coffee always hits my nose
a moment before my mouth;
dark and warm, the elixir calls
and there are times when
I can almost taste the memories;
my mother’s stoneware cup
always mixed a bit too sweet,
even for the sweetest of my teeth;
the smell of Folger’s coffee,
a bright and earthy contrast
to the thick, floral notes
of her drugstore perfume;
they are indelibly scribed
upon my patchwork manifest;
I’d have it no other way
a moment before my mouth;
dark and warm, the elixir calls
and there are times when
I can almost taste the memories;
my mother’s stoneware cup
always mixed a bit too sweet,
even for the sweetest of my teeth;
the smell of Folger’s coffee,
a bright and earthy contrast
to the thick, floral notes
of her drugstore perfume;
they are indelibly scribed
upon my patchwork manifest;
I’d have it no other way
#memories
235 reads
20 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
18th Jul 2024 00:16am
18th Jul 2024 00:16am
Emerald
in the quiet of dawn
on this too-early morning,
I contemplate the mountains
that lay between here
and the kind of safety I once felt
whenever my mother held me,
back when nothing could go wrong
I welcome the rising summer sun
with pale, bare arms
having momentarily escaped
their sweatshirt prison;
I stop to savor the moment
on the warm brick steps
just outside my door;
they are as far as I can go today,
but maybe tomorrow
I’ll make it to the mailbox
anxiety has stormed the gate
and...
on this too-early morning,
I contemplate the mountains
that lay between here
and the kind of safety I once felt
whenever my mother held me,
back when nothing could go wrong
I welcome the rising summer sun
with pale, bare arms
having momentarily escaped
their sweatshirt prison;
I stop to savor the moment
on the warm brick steps
just outside my door;
they are as far as I can go today,
but maybe tomorrow
I’ll make it to the mailbox
anxiety has stormed the gate
and...
#anxiety
185 reads
11 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
19th Jun 2024 11:38pm
19th Jun 2024 11:38pm
Precipice
our words collide in
clouds we cannot see;
they’re eager to become one
again, and then again;
restless, our limbs are yet
longing for what has never been,
save a brief, passionate moment
one glorious autumn long ago;
our souls found purchase atop
the darkness we found so
readily in each other;
the toxic buildup tore us down,
and flowers grew in our graves;
these are not those days ~
not anymore, my love;
now we stand on the precipice,
one leg in the time that’s passed,
the other in an...
clouds we cannot see;
they’re eager to become one
again, and then again;
restless, our limbs are yet
longing for what has never been,
save a brief, passionate moment
one glorious autumn long ago;
our souls found purchase atop
the darkness we found so
readily in each other;
the toxic buildup tore us down,
and flowers grew in our graves;
these are not those days ~
not anymore, my love;
now we stand on the precipice,
one leg in the time that’s passed,
the other in an...
#love
309 reads
14 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
11th Jun 2024 3:19am
11th Jun 2024 3:19am
Beloved
I courted this moment,
If only ever in my dreams;
running barefoot in the grass
under the fullest moon,
I made such a game of my chase;
in relentless pursuit of my name
dripping thickly from your lips,
I’d see them stained crimson
from the shadows
you’d drink of me
If only ever in my dreams;
running barefoot in the grass
under the fullest moon,
I made such a game of my chase;
in relentless pursuit of my name
dripping thickly from your lips,
I’d see them stained crimson
from the shadows
you’d drink of me
#love
#lover
211 reads
5 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
27th May 2024 00:28am
27th May 2024 00:28am
A Letter, My Love
reaching for you,
my letters now strung
together in loops and curves,
so prettily they hang
upon their cursive vine;
words bloom from their seeds,
blushing mums and
delicate orchids
I send them all to you
wrapped in smooth paper,
bound by fragrant memory
and spilled from this heart
in everyday ink
I would that my voice linger
past Summer’s longest days,
farther than Winter’s death,
to span the space between us
and find within your chest
a resonant adoration
my letters now strung
together in loops and curves,
so prettily they hang
upon their cursive vine;
words bloom from their seeds,
blushing mums and
delicate orchids
I send them all to you
wrapped in smooth paper,
bound by fragrant memory
and spilled from this heart
in everyday ink
I would that my voice linger
past Summer’s longest days,
farther than Winter’s death,
to span the space between us
and find within your chest
a resonant adoration
#love
255 reads
16 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
8th May 2024 5:02am
8th May 2024 5:02am
In Somna
from the depths
of our inhumanity,
he bears it all -
for our sakes,
so we may rise
in sunlight
and bask in it,
without shadow of doubt
nor guilt-borne shame
for our sins, countless
the nameless demon
covets the forbidden
all he wants in return
is to taste the girl;
she’s no maiden, married
to the town’s young Bishop
but ripe, is she ever;
believing in nothing,
he’ll give her everything
if only she’d ask
she won’t, though
will she?
of our inhumanity,
he bears it all -
for our sakes,
so we may rise
in sunlight
and bask in it,
without shadow of doubt
nor guilt-borne shame
for our sins, countless
the nameless demon
covets the forbidden
all he wants in return
is to taste the girl;
she’s no maiden, married
to the town’s young Bishop
but ripe, is she ever;
believing in nothing,
he’ll give her everything
if only she’d ask
she won’t, though
will she?
#dreams
#erotic
415 reads
14 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
6th May 2024 2:13am
6th May 2024 2:13am
Death of Connections (Depressive Episode Edition)
Wandering the path again,
retracing my steps, alone this time;
I’m counting the bodies
laying just where I left them
death came quickly for these,
my dysfunction, stalking
and insatiable
one taste of their salt,
their steadfastness and
it swallowed them without chewing
sometimes I still revel
in the bitterness
retracing my steps, alone this time;
I’m counting the bodies
laying just where I left them
death came quickly for these,
my dysfunction, stalking
and insatiable
one taste of their salt,
their steadfastness and
it swallowed them without chewing
sometimes I still revel
in the bitterness
#bipolar
#depression
#friendship #MentalHealth
#friendship #MentalHealth
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