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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
Alexis karpouzos Dec 2020
The earth, a grain of dust,
suspended in a sunbeam,
it underscores our responsibility to treat
each other with more kindness and compassion,
and to preserve and love this pale blue dot,
the only home we have ever known.
Derrick Jones Dec 2020
I can see the grass that carpets the sky
I hear the waves, never once asking why
I watch the birds as they effortlessly fly
I know one day I will die

Like a wave returning to the ocean
Like the water in perpetual motion
My form will change, dissolve, disperse
And then perhaps it will reverse

In and out
Like the waves on the shore
Like the breath from my lungs
Like the day and the night
A cycle, cycling, recycling

I’m one with you
And you with I
So if I expire
Yet you still respire
Am I truly gone from this widening gyre?
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When someone says I am a good
Artist,
I say no not me
Not because of sadness
But because of joy,
Have you seen that Big Dipper
Orion
Or the seven sisters (Pleiades)
Lately by any chance
If so those are art
I did not create
For they’re perfect
The artist
Some unknown entity
Andrea Lee Bolt Dec 2020
I hear the leaves fall atop Spacebus

Wonder who else is dying.
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 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 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
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
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?
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