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.
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
30th Jan 2023 2:39pm
30th Jan 2023 2:39pm
Moth Halo
cloud assault
like lightning and lightning
like a box of chocolates
too much sugar in the blood
too much sugar in coffee
too many gods for faith
water falling from the sky
water falling from the sky
water that does not wait
to fall from the sky
water that doesn't stop to fall...
There were birds,
in my childhood days,
heard: swallows.
I remember them in the backyard
while he chewed what came to hand:
weeds.
Birds over my head when I was little.
I'm much older now
and the birds seem to have...
like lightning and lightning
like a box of chocolates
too much sugar in the blood
too much sugar in coffee
too many gods for faith
water falling from the sky
water falling from the sky
water that does not wait
to fall from the sky
water that doesn't stop to fall...
There were birds,
in my childhood days,
heard: swallows.
I remember them in the backyard
while he chewed what came to hand:
weeds.
Birds over my head when I was little.
I'm much older now
and the birds seem to have...
#LifeCycle
149 reads
5 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
29th Jan 2023 7:15pm
29th Jan 2023 7:15pm
Mother Eternal (Written with Rianne)
Dark journey from egg spring
I heard the Hopi myth being made
o to be hidden from creation
harvesting
still born
whisper
they spoke about a thing called woman
one who created
her own reality
each layer from the womb
one even fuller brighter than the other
my hair a banshee light
where life sprung from
mother of your skin I am
passing on twilight
vortex owl hoots omni potent
from giantess ash tree
rooted lineage
braiding bardic knowledge
into me
...
I heard the Hopi myth being made
o to be hidden from creation
harvesting
still born
whisper
they spoke about a thing called woman
one who created
her own reality
each layer from the womb
one even fuller brighter than the other
my hair a banshee light
where life sprung from
mother of your skin I am
passing on twilight
vortex owl hoots omni potent
from giantess ash tree
rooted lineage
braiding bardic knowledge
into me
...
#mother
#birth
#moon
#LifeCycle
#SelfDiscovery
145 reads
17 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
28th Jan 2023 8:03am
28th Jan 2023 8:03am
Come, Sing for Me
come, play with me
let practiced,
work-rough hands
chisel through
my marble surface;
release the angry mob
calling for murder
just beneath my skin ~
reveal the real me
and watch my pain
fall to the floor
in misshapen chunks;
let the warmth of you
bring this slab
to consciousness
stretched, my body
becomes your pliant canvas;
come, scrape away the paint
long...
let practiced,
work-rough hands
chisel through
my marble surface;
release the angry mob
calling for murder
just beneath my skin ~
reveal the real me
and watch my pain
fall to the floor
in misshapen chunks;
let the warmth of you
bring this slab
to consciousness
stretched, my body
becomes your pliant canvas;
come, scrape away the paint
long...
#love
#lust
#erotic
236 reads
14 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
25th Jan 2023 1:45pm
25th Jan 2023 1:45pm
Maidens (written with Rianne)
I am daughter of this fertile green Earth
Leaning lilting towards birch songs
that chant the wind
as we said goodbye
in each possible way
we re embroidered
our innocence
born under the waxing moon
I arrived, screaming my way
into this existence;
the world belonged to me -
yet I belonged to no one,
save the Father by proxy
of my lineage;
in love with the stars
I fell so far from -
embodied with their frenetic,
pulsing energy
bare feet in the summer grass,
my grandmother...
Leaning lilting towards birch songs
that chant the wind
as we said goodbye
in each possible way
we re embroidered
our innocence
born under the waxing moon
I arrived, screaming my way
into this existence;
the world belonged to me -
yet I belonged to no one,
save the Father by proxy
of my lineage;
in love with the stars
I fell so far from -
embodied with their frenetic,
pulsing energy
bare feet in the summer grass,
my grandmother...
#women
#moon
#LifeCycle
187 reads
6 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
19th Jan 2023 10:06pm
19th Jan 2023 10:06pm
Of Me, For You
#identity
#myself
#SelfReflection
286 reads
22 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
18th Jan 2023 2:53am
18th Jan 2023 2:53am
Like Water
#bipolar
#MentalHealth
225 reads
25 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
17th Jan 2023 1:06am
17th Jan 2023 1:06am
The Compass Points
Suddenly you find yourself
Wide open to your absence,
As the empty barrels in a half-loaded revolver
They dressed you in a hippie shawl
(Jesus fuck) even flowers in your hair,
Turned on, tuned in, dropped out
Into dream of desolate streets Millennium
Whored myself to your eulogy
‘memories will remain in the grass and rain,'
Just wanted to shake you awake and slap you
Sing you the latest Morrissey song
Was the rope your final joke
As you just hated hanging around
Cavernous low
Come speak to me in the...
Wide open to your absence,
As the empty barrels in a half-loaded revolver
They dressed you in a hippie shawl
(Jesus fuck) even flowers in your hair,
Turned on, tuned in, dropped out
Into dream of desolate streets Millennium
Whored myself to your eulogy
‘memories will remain in the grass and rain,'
Just wanted to shake you awake and slap you
Sing you the latest Morrissey song
Was the rope your final joke
As you just hated hanging around
Cavernous low
Come speak to me in the...
#love
#grief
#death #support
#death #support
203 reads
11 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
15th Jan 2023 6:12pm
15th Jan 2023 6:12pm
Exequiae
my boss sent flowers
thoughtful
I stare at them, knowing
I’ll never remember
what they look like
after this moment;
I’m filled to overflowing,
overwhelming
and I can’t fit
anything else inside;
my limbs ache,
heavy in their disbelief
outside the sanctuary,
I sit, skin humming
I’m not ready.
in fight or flight, hovering
between stay and go, go, go -
on the end of a suburban floral sofa
made of industrial fabric
pretending so hard to be something
close to home
I’m...
thoughtful
I stare at them, knowing
I’ll never remember
what they look like
after this moment;
I’m filled to overflowing,
overwhelming
and I can’t fit
anything else inside;
my limbs ache,
heavy in their disbelief
outside the sanctuary,
I sit, skin humming
I’m not ready.
in fight or flight, hovering
between stay and go, go, go -
on the end of a suburban floral sofa
made of industrial fabric
pretending so hard to be something
close to home
I’m...
#grief
#mother
#death
211 reads
12 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
13th Jan 2023 2:27am
13th Jan 2023 2:27am
Poeem
my dad is so southern,
he says “poem”
like “poeem”
and I’m just manic enough
to appreciate that
what I appreciate more, though
is that upon hearing my
latest scribblings, declared
he would write a poeem of his own
he grabs a notebook that I’m certain
is aged nearly as many years as I have,
but dare I say not nearly as well
*insert a wink emoji, if you’re into
that sort of thing*
I’m hit with a starburst of memories;
he, in his Bible-studyin’ chair
-and me, on the old...
he says “poem”
like “poeem”
and I’m just manic enough
to appreciate that
what I appreciate more, though
is that upon hearing my
latest scribblings, declared
he would write a poeem of his own
he grabs a notebook that I’m certain
is aged nearly as many years as I have,
but dare I say not nearly as well
*insert a wink emoji, if you’re into
that sort of thing*
I’m hit with a starburst of memories;
he, in his Bible-studyin’ chair
-and me, on the old...
#family
#LifeAsAWriter
#memories #WritingPoetry
#memories #WritingPoetry
207 reads
24 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
11th Jan 2023 8:51pm
11th Jan 2023 8:51pm
Constrepo
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfWorth
290 reads
17 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
11th Jan 2023 8:10pm
11th Jan 2023 8:10pm
Carus
to all the women who
dummy their power to
solve the world’s problems
quietly, under the radar -
their autumn complexion
a strange eloquence
among illusory phenomena,
rebelling against fantasies,
little more than estimates
of what they could be,
if only
they’d always love men
who deem themselves worth
the trouble of being worthy of
only your best and youngest appearance:
my crow’s feet salute you
dummy their power to
solve the world’s problems
quietly, under the radar -
their autumn complexion
a strange eloquence
among illusory phenomena,
rebelling against fantasies,
little more than estimates
of what they could be,
if only
they’d always love men
who deem themselves worth
the trouble of being worthy of
only your best and youngest appearance:
my crow’s feet salute you
#women
#aging
168 reads
8 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
28th Dec 2022 10:11pm
28th Dec 2022 10:11pm
Errorem
#friendship
#MentalHealth
#support #responsibility
#support #responsibility
211 reads
22 Comments
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