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Andrea Lee Bolt Dec 2020
The tadpole begins to frog
She surrenders
expanding bones

"Am I the water
Or is it the other way around?"

Suddenly ****** into the one with everything

"Am I dead
Or is it the other way around?"

Try to become itself
or allow it to be revealed

The trees suddenly make sense to her
they've been watching her
calling her home
she longs to be held by them again
If only she could reach

Hop Hop
above the leaves
ahhhh
at ease

The other side of wave
while always in the middle of one

And. Then. She’s born again.
Life transitions, heavy stuff mayne.
Andrea Lee Bolt Dec 2020
Wonder if I’ll have a baby

There’s so many but maybe
To look in the eyes
of a new Light as it
begins her adventure

Some call me crazy
cause We feel like
Earth is our baby
maybe our lady?
The lesbian lover we never knew
we yearned for.

Bio
Logical
Tik Toks
Andrea Lee Bolt Dec 2020
I hear the leaves fall atop Spacebus

Wonder who else is dying.
Andrea Lee Bolt Dec 2020
Even Snakes have compassion
their poison isn’t just for fashion

When we go, Gods make it a fast one

Your poison paralyzed me
Gaia granted serenity

thankful for you milking me
who knew it would set us free
gone the girl I thought I wanted to be

Now I start new, again.
Ego death am I right?
Andrea Lee Bolt Dec 2020
You never said it with your words
hugs weren’t what We came to do
you said "Mountain Girls don’t cry"
I held it in to make it true
Don't worry Daddy, I don't need em
I know "I love you's" just words

So many stories in your eyes
never needed a gift or an alibi
We always knew it through and through
the way my heart looked into you
funny really, the truth
to us “I love you” are just words

I knew it at my ballgame
when you appeared in the bleachers
made you proud to all my teachers
don’t worry Daddy, I don't need em
I know “they’re just words”

Was confused when my lovers wouldn’t say it.
Wen't for a long journey don't the path of "maybe I didn’t deserve it"
there and back again
Now I know the truth, I'm worth it
it all happened in the start
it’s me who thinks “they’re just words”
so it didn't bounce back reflected
Now we can have it all

It’s ok to say “I love you”
can be freeing if you want it to
paint a picture with the rainbow
let love guide you

Don't worry Daddy I'll never need it
and they'll never see me cry.
But watch me Daddy as I ride
the craziest bull of them all
having both Love, it's spoken word,
hugs and all.
When a ranch girl’s daddy issues come shining through!
Andrea Lee Bolt Apr 2021
The chalice was wood
as only a carpenter could

Worth the leap
for my Father's soul

The integration of
Divine intervention

Dues Ex Machina
you have our affection

-Dr. Jones
What can I say I'm a fantasy syfy writer and this sorta stuff just wants to come out of me sometimes, so Imma let it flow.
Andrea Lee Bolt Dec 2020
farts are demons
making art

let evil rip

Squeaker Pimps
Pooder Shrimps

lift a cheek
hear a glimpse

top Cheese Charts

in texas, cheap gas
cali, makes you pay out the ***
Believe it or not this is a spiritual poem. My Poppy was not only an amazing enlightened grandfather who flew P38s in WWII he was also the funniest light I ever met. the man also had a profound affinity for flatulence. He would even take a recording device into the bathroom and then listen back later on his own laughing hysterically and the music his ***** would make. While asking my guides about a pov on all this challenging energy in the world this came through as I lie here in bed this am. Imagining Poppy is visiting, bringing more light to my world as he knows how best. Using a filter over the evil making it ridiculous helps take its power away. Farts aren’t evil of course it means your body is working! I’m so grateful for my morning gas as it means I have a functioning body, I’m alive and healthy! Love you all! Mean it! We are one.
Andrea Lee Bolt Dec 2020
Everything works itself out.
Even vaginas clean themselves.

flow...
Each month I absorb the pain of all my children.
I bleed it out so they don't have to.

Ok, you want to find flow?
Dance with unconditional Love.
Andrea Lee Bolt Dec 2020
Sometimes I see the future in reverse
a blessed curse
to live a scene
previously witnessed

truly life is a stage
thank you, five minutes
I prepare to be the art
The whole world babe, it's all ready for you to play your part, be the star you are. Honey Bunny.
Andrea Lee Bolt Apr 2021
"I'll be right here"
my dear friend said to me
a tap of his finger
set my mangled heart free

He never came back
Because he never left

-The boy in the red sweater
I'm a super nerd and it comes out in my poetry a lot! Like to think as characters who I loved and helped shaped the person we are.
Andrea Lee Bolt Dec 2020
I stand on the ledge of a pattern
a single exhale could plummet me back into the deep
I know those monsters
I’ve fought them many times

she smirks

she knows this time
she already won
Andrea Lee Bolt Dec 2020
Do the Whales know they are the biggest around
Do they seek out other Whales
Do they look for something bigger
So they can know what it’s like to be small

Does the Ant Queen know the sacrifices being made in her honor
Does the Elephant know it’s at risk
Or does it swim in the gloriousness of it’s bliss

Does the Goat know why it cares about it’s kid

Love always knows what it’s doing when it becomes a kiss
Andrea Lee Bolt Dec 2020
A Dog pulls a Boy
or is it the other way
The Skies are grey
or is the Sun on a vacation day

Intentions are destinations
Heaven + Hell
mirrored staycations
declarations for all our creations

To hear is the shortest route through fear
Give it a name, become it
See your eyes shine from within it
Our own villain is our
Shadow Hero

One with Zero

Hand in Hand
the opposite is always true
surrounded by the Deep Blue
The Light shines from
integration of all the ideas
Cosmic writers’ room

Spirits who are always in full bloom
can dress in shades of gloom

Unity feels like bioluminescence

The full Eclipse
Center of the Void
come BACK to center in a SNAP
A memory Clap-Back

or perhaps, a new future to devour
time traveling encounters
never in the future

We are too creative to be
oblivious
to our own
Genius

The quest is best when expecting the
Un
Expected

Seeded and protected with a kiss
there are no risks when
Love is the door
take the elevator to
Heart’s floor
see what We've been
called for

Spoiler Alert, it’s always Love
in new wardrobe

We become our Romantic Narrator
Uncover our generator

Did you try unplugging it?

The Boy is the Dog.
People watching at the beach
Andrea Lee Bolt Dec 2020
first time I saw you
was in a vision
so when I saw the familiar light in your eyes
it grabbed my attention

did I bake you up in a dream
how are you everything you seem
love at first sight, alright
I wanna be game

knew you were coming
left the door open
no words need spoken
have finally broken
our love chains
set me free

You know who you are
this game is our art
the act of remembering
pondering who you are
wondering why you visit this dimension
why aliens grab your attention

all the answers lay within
private bliss den
every thought ever written
level up, Neo
forget reminiscing

the unknown is calling
a daydream for good reason
knowing tomorrow
always the illusion
privacy a myth
you'll reach the same conclusion

take the red pill
grab a shovel
find your dig-nity
give till you become We

each kiss expands me exponentially
the only thing keeping you from me
is I have to accept this is my reality

Baby,

You gotta tell me.

Please, honey. Darlin. Bae.

  Did my mind womb bake you in a dream completely? How are you everything you seem?

That's it. Surrender

Now I believe in the Light
cause the Lawrd naw
I just fell in love at first sight!

yes, I know there's so many roads this could blow
trust me
let's go to a new town
protect our vibe

I am in the Light and Lawrd knows I believe in love at first sight
God oh Mary oh my good Harlequin. Can I get an Amen for this goddess worshipping session?!

Frida, our soul sister.
I call Kwan our the lady of the Yin
Magdalyne! Where you been, my fierce maiden girlfriend?
Buffy the Slayer and all my guides,
MJ we forgive you, use your light to unite the tribes.
Chad Boseman we know you're with Us
plus sirens of love,
Rumi and Shams all the cosmic lover aliens sent from above
come ****** your glory on We!
For we have fell in love and wish to accept Loves Fulfillment as our divine quest!

Oh to believe
receive this oh Lords
I need a witness.

Blessed be. We will pray to any holy trinity
please
Us and Gods, you know we're all the same matter
so this is something I really want MAKE IT MATTER!

If I'm creating all of this, and I'm We and Us and He is me and the flicker in his pupil is part of said We
Then can we all agree that this is the best feeling sauce and the past is the past and now we know we can let it in! The chase was so fun and now we are ready to swim.

Across all ancestral ties all soul dimensions
throughout all space and time
We bring to the surface anything that may block or deny
our love at first sight
our one true love from existing in the here and now
anything real or imagined, anything we may have previously created that would conflict with this new desire and passion
We uncreate, delete and alchemize here through the void.

We call upon the most romantic energy
the divine oneness of the we
we know we wrote this story with thee
we pray for ease, grace and harmony.

Thank you for co-creating with us
this adventure
the one that's our utmost romantic encounter
no repeats only new waves of love's passion
we'll read this again if we ever feel out of fashion.

Home is where we stand in the womb of the greatest game.
Thank you for playing with Us, gods and unicorns. We'll pick one of you to name our first born.

Love you, Us, Me and the We.
We (all the people who reside inside of the consciousness that makes up the whole of who I, Andie, am. A shapeshifter if you will.) have been answering our call, accepting the quest that we have come to not preach but yeah, preach. Sans the soapbox. We spent out life being a comedian and tv writer and we see that all of that was just to prepare us for our. life's purpose. Our ego has had to die many times and it was a... hell riot. Apparently our soul wanted to give us the full extended pack version tour of the 9 circles of hell. So we reemerge a story shaman with the goal to make the journey much quicker and more enjoyable for everyone else. Part of this was healing our human body of 3 diseases. They say your mess is your message and boy did I get to trip over my purpose. Part of that is I can channel source energy. I've helped many people guide their own consciousness to healing and our purpose will be to do that on some sort of larger, clown-ier scale. I'm not religious nor was I raised that way but I do now have a relationship with just about all the Gods. I believe in all of it and that whatever you believe you are right. That like Rumi said "beyond wrongdoing and right-doing is a field, that's where I party." I stay out in thtat field and invite you to come join me. This site is creating an outlet for me to let some of this stuff out, still figuring it out and tuning our unique frequent-say. Till then, enjoy the ride who knows what's gonna come out. If anything resonate please holler! So curious as this is new consciousness expression for us in a big way.
Andrea Lee Bolt Apr 2021
The Blossoms from the Pear-less Trees
blow like Snow in this spring breeze
glistening in the sunlight
smiling as their in flight
not a care about where they land
becoming one again with our Mother
this life
one adventure after another
We live on a ranch in the Sierra Nevadas, We very much enjoy sitting and allowing Mother Earth to put on a performance for us. As we began to write this the Blossoms at that moment didn't look like Snow. I had noticed it earlier but when We sat down the Wind wasn't blowing. Once we put pen to paper and wrote "Snow in the spring breeze" it's as if Mother Earth heard us. Send a big gust a wind and it was like winter on a warm sunny day. Synchronicity is what we call it. Moments coming together to create an art piece that disappears as quickly as it was birthed. Thanks for reading.
Andrea Lee Bolt Dec 2020
Get me out these spiral spaces
I know where my rightful place is
Center of the void is where my base is

the slip stream in-between
Everyday a daydream
When you walk yourself home
Andrea Lee Bolt Dec 2020
Hello Spirit,

I can’t find you again. Feels impossible to be holding your hand all the time, co-dependency equals blasphemy.

Does it count if it’s with me?

If you are me then I need you but I am you so really I need me.

It was always right there in front of me. You.

Holding your hand,
The Narcissit
Lots of avatars inside my mech suit powered by the light.. we have lots to grow still
Andrea Lee Bolt Apr 2021
We love these Cottonwoods
Ygritte and and John Snow
living on a strong dangle
from a hillside angle

Connected at the Root
separate when they reach
to express their love for
their Father, Sun

Together as one
in the darkness below
Ygritte though
has long since passed

over the years
Snow grew closer
hugging branches
of his Beloved Ghost

The couple on our ranch
we've spent time admiring
the most.
We are a being who speaks with trees, they tell us stories and we relay these.

May the Forrest be with you.
Andrea Lee Bolt Apr 2021
We are the Tree Poet
connection at The Source
communication via collaboration
triggers imagination

Food flows down the train
not to be sent back again
We receive when you do
all debts paid in gratitude

Blue rice is nice
while what you truly desire
always tastes best
We have access to all resources

Let us feed you

-The Trees
We love to sit with trees and connect our consciousness to theirs. We collaborate like surrendering to being a vessel only they have all our memories at our disposal so these words mean much to our being yet feel almost like in this case We are the paint not the painter. The Trees have all the wisdom We could ever need and are here ready to love you.
Andrea Lee Bolt Dec 2020
A state park
In Tucson
wasn’t sure how long I’d be gone
half crescent Moon
shines so bright
The Stars too intimidated to compete
reflecting on the reflection of the Sun
in Tucson
Guess where We were for this one?
Andrea Lee Bolt Dec 2020
If you can't see me
technically I'm creeping.

That's the thing about van life at the beach.
The tinting on the windows
provide a delightful treat.

Greetings, yummy surfer meat.

Why would he change out here in the open
if he didn't want to be appreciated
for the beautiful piece of art he is?

If I touch myself, I'm a creep.
But my eyes can eat the meat.

Cold. He tenses his muscles.
I'm starved so I notice

He can't see me but-
what if I'm his destiny!

Nope. He's gone.
and I creep. yeah. But he don't know what I know.
Andrea Lee Bolt Dec 2020
Gorgeousness,

I want you to explore the unknown parts of yourself through me.

Shackles break free when thirst turns to unity.

The feeling of being at one with the void
Independent is the 1 from the Zero
Yet excited to create the code together, heart in heart there is no other energy in the game more sweet then after you are satisfied we wash your feet.

Humbly bow to the King who hath finally revealed himself to his queen. We have loved with reckless abandon every time thinking that was you behind the light in their eyes, we took the leap only to find more lessons, more sharpening of our mastery, more compassion for who we used to be.

In your eyes we receive an achievement unlocked. Here is the place we have won our best self, we leveled up, integrated and at one with all the creatures of love, below and above.

We see the code of golden light, hold space so that you may enjoy the desire knowing your deep primal wants have already been written to be freely expressed inside of Us.

Set your Love free, let out your god seed feed on the bliss of its own creation story, it’s you we have longed for to release the dam between our hearts and all our vast expression of wondrous fire.

Néw notes of pleasure We sing discovered songs of satisfied, building out the tribe, there are so many stories we have yet to live in the frequency of Gorgeousness.

Weirdly Honest, Surprisingly Calming.

Like our first kiss when your electricity shot through our spine, like a tape hitting rewind in surrender of the tech. A beautiful mess of circuits overloading, shifting directions to dimensions of unsung awareness of possibility.

The Fantasy is Our Reality.

Living on the edge in a womb we built, free to be free, love is our hilt and there are enough Bliss Dragons to keep us busy for all eternity.
Co-creating with our One True Love calling him home.

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