Submissions by LunaGreyhawk
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.
SELF POEM
Published
9th Apr 2023 2:42am
9th Apr 2023 2:42am
Counting Mississippi’s
Lightning.
Count ~
one Mississippi
two Mississippi
three Mississippi.
Thunder.
Three miles at least,
my mom declares,
smiling down at me.
I’m still afraid, though.
How can she know
the mind of the storm?
Maybe Mother Earth
has finally had enough of us,
with our wasting and killing
and our race to consume.
Maybe it’s just a storm,
she says confidently,
smile never wavering.
The sun will come out again,
you’ll see.
Lightning.
Count ~
one Mississippi ...
Count ~
one Mississippi
two Mississippi
three Mississippi.
Thunder.
Three miles at least,
my mom declares,
smiling down at me.
I’m still afraid, though.
How can she know
the mind of the storm?
Maybe Mother Earth
has finally had enough of us,
with our wasting and killing
and our race to consume.
Maybe it’s just a storm,
she says confidently,
smile never wavering.
The sun will come out again,
you’ll see.
Lightning.
Count ~
one Mississippi ...
#anxiety
#mother
#storm #memories
#storm #memories
235 reads
13 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
8th Apr 2023 8:27pm
8th Apr 2023 8:27pm
Into the Mist
My coffee’s gone cold
while I stare off into space,
wondering where the time went
as if I wasn’t wasting some of it
right now, watching you vaporize
into mist, right in the middle
of a weekday conversation;
as if I hadn’t just squandered
my precious moments with a coward.
Where does it go indeed,
when you believe in seeing the good
instead of the truth?
I dump out my cup and refill it,
determined not to waste a single drop,
or another thought
on you.
while I stare off into space,
wondering where the time went
as if I wasn’t wasting some of it
right now, watching you vaporize
into mist, right in the middle
of a weekday conversation;
as if I hadn’t just squandered
my precious moments with a coward.
Where does it go indeed,
when you believe in seeing the good
instead of the truth?
I dump out my cup and refill it,
determined not to waste a single drop,
or another thought
on you.
#WritingPoetry
#LifeCycle
#SelfWorth
186 reads
12 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
6th Apr 2023 3:47pm
6th Apr 2023 3:47pm
The Battle for Love
I awakened
the inconsolable beast,
without any gaping wounds
to show for my confrontation;
but there you were,
as you always have been -
your smile lights up my screen
and it becomes
the lightning in my chest,
thunder rolling
beneath my bones -
here, I ready for battle
once again;
your good mornings
are my favorite -
sunlight upon the inky night,
a river running wildly
through scorched land;
my gratitude grows
with every single moment
you gift to me and the beast; ...
the inconsolable beast,
without any gaping wounds
to show for my confrontation;
but there you were,
as you always have been -
your smile lights up my screen
and it becomes
the lightning in my chest,
thunder rolling
beneath my bones -
here, I ready for battle
once again;
your good mornings
are my favorite -
sunlight upon the inky night,
a river running wildly
through scorched land;
my gratitude grows
with every single moment
you gift to me and the beast; ...
#love
#bipolar
#MentalHealth
217 reads
13 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
5th Apr 2023 3:28pm
5th Apr 2023 3:28pm
Strangers
And so we wiled away
the afternoon,
waiting for something
and nothing
on an old park bench in
downtown Raleigh -
him in his late 70’s and me,
a very young 30
maybe I found our encounter
so enlightening
because missing
from the conversation
was idle talk about the weather,
or whether spring
would show her face early,
breaking the bleak sky open
with her smile
no, that day we talked
about the deep
and what he had learned
in his many years about how
to avoid being...
the afternoon,
waiting for something
and nothing
on an old park bench in
downtown Raleigh -
him in his late 70’s and me,
a very young 30
maybe I found our encounter
so enlightening
because missing
from the conversation
was idle talk about the weather,
or whether spring
would show her face early,
breaking the bleak sky open
with her smile
no, that day we talked
about the deep
and what he had learned
in his many years about how
to avoid being...
#aging
140 reads
14 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
5th Apr 2023 2:49am
5th Apr 2023 2:49am
Dream Girl
we don’t have long
come sit with me
she says, under the full moon’s light;
I’ve missed you since last I was here
and although it pulls his heartstrings
too near the breaking point,
he obliges her, once again,
willing his eyes to absorb
every detail of her -
to commit them to memory
before the sun comes to steal
her away
we don’t have long
come, sit with me
she says, beneath the canopy of night;
we’ll have this moment, eternal
before we become
a memory made for just the...
come sit with me
she says, under the full moon’s light;
I’ve missed you since last I was here
and although it pulls his heartstrings
too near the breaking point,
he obliges her, once again,
willing his eyes to absorb
every detail of her -
to commit them to memory
before the sun comes to steal
her away
we don’t have long
come, sit with me
she says, beneath the canopy of night;
we’ll have this moment, eternal
before we become
a memory made for just the...
#love
#grief
#heartbroken #dreams
#heartbroken #dreams
186 reads
10 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
1st Apr 2023 5:35pm
1st Apr 2023 5:35pm
Nebula
in the stillness of the morning
I search for you, seeking
a sign, a whisper, a touch
upon my spirit, anything
that betrays your presence;
are you here with me now,
or have you gone beyond -
to become the nebula,
or perhaps a star?
have you found the peace
you were looking for?
I write to you at every sunrise,
hoping
you’re looking over my shoulder,
hoping
you read all the words
I couldn’t say to you
when your love was still
a tangible thing
I search for you, seeking
a sign, a whisper, a touch
upon my spirit, anything
that betrays your presence;
are you here with me now,
or have you gone beyond -
to become the nebula,
or perhaps a star?
have you found the peace
you were looking for?
I write to you at every sunrise,
hoping
you’re looking over my shoulder,
hoping
you read all the words
I couldn’t say to you
when your love was still
a tangible thing
#love
#grief
#death
178 reads
24 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
29th Mar 2023 3:36am
29th Mar 2023 3:36am
Anhelare
#love
#erotic
368 reads
15 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
12th Mar 2023 4:23am
12th Mar 2023 4:23am
Dolorosa
#grief
#aging
#StreamOfConsciousness
288 reads
16 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
23rd Feb 2023 00:03am
23rd Feb 2023 00:03am
Earth and Brackish Water
#family
#sun
#memories
#nostalgia
#dawn
293 reads
30 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
13th Feb 2023 00:57am
13th Feb 2023 00:57am
Winter: The Crone (written with Rianne)
Imagine
You were a being
unsurpassed
urn
stillness falling
silk
given
to a ground
without lotus
ashen
serpent
enchantress
goblet
cosmic
vessel
crown
cauldron
crone
myriad mirror
ash from a minaret
kissing tundra wolf
my hands opening
into hearth fire
**
my hair has long since
traded vibrancy for
wisdom along my brow;
when...
You were a being
unsurpassed
urn
stillness falling
silk
given
to a ground
without lotus
ashen
serpent
enchantress
goblet
cosmic
vessel
crown
cauldron
crone
myriad mirror
ash from a minaret
kissing tundra wolf
my hands opening
into hearth fire
**
my hair has long since
traded vibrancy for
wisdom along my brow;
when...
#identity
#moon
#LifeCycle
176 reads
16 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
2nd Feb 2023 10:44pm
2nd Feb 2023 10:44pm
Emergence (excerpt from Moth Halo Collaboration
#rebirth
#LifeChangingMoment
#LifeCycle
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
273 reads
14 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
1st Feb 2023 9:08am
1st Feb 2023 9:08am
1980
#love
#childhood
#friendship
257 reads
12 Comments
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