African Daisies

Sown by gentle hands we lay 
in wait for nourishing winter rains 
sheltered from errant winds 
in the shadows of stalwart stones

We are but simple african daisies
wanting only to grow tall and strong
spreading our joyful riotous blooms
to banish winter’s muted grey tones

Once we flower, vivid blossoms soon fade
then our yellow and orange petals fall 
leaving tiny pods drying in brilliant sun
holding paper thin seeds of new beginnings

And soon, our newborn children take flight
spreading happiness in colors for all to see

©2021 Linda Lee Lyberg

Author’s Note: Grace is hosting at dVerse and has asked us to write a poem using personification and/or rich imagery. I tried to combine both. This poem came about because I am attempting to get African daisies started in my front yard, which is a desert landscape. They like rocky terrain, and once I get them established, they will spread each year. I love them; they are such a cheerful flower!

Linda Lee Lyberg is a wife, mother, artist, published poet and author. She resides in Mesa, AZ with her husband Pete (aka The Big Viking) of 24 years, and her dog, Ricky Bobby. Linda writes various forms of poetry, as well as short stories. You can read more of her works at: charmedchaos.com
and purchase anthologies containing her work here: Amazon Author Page

A Heavenly Place

This is not a garden bench

It’s an inspiring art project built with our hands
using your skill and our vivid imaginations
made of aging corbels rescued from an old house

It’s doors with glass and painted antique knobs
leading to hidden realms if we say magical words
and turn colorful skeleton keys three times

It’s our weathered church in all its beautiful holiness
where birds sing hallelujah to wildflowers and angels laze
watching stone rabbits graze while green lizards play

It’s your strong, loving arms that comforted me
when I wept in our untamed rambling garden
over the invasive cancer in my left breast

This is not a garden bench
This is a heavenly place of rest.

©2021 Linda Lee Lyberg

dVerse Poetics: Object Poems

Linda Lee Lyberg is a wife, mother, artist, published poet and author. She resides in Mesa, AZ with her husband Pete (aka The Big Viking) of 24 years, and her dog, Ricky Bobby. Linda writes various forms of poetry, as well as short stories. You can read more of her works at: charmedchaos.com
and purchase anthologies containing her work here: Amazon Author Page

Have Hope

Irises- Vincent Van Gogh

Fruity scent of purple iris dabs cool
morning air with heady perfume
as sword shaped jade leaves dance
with random grace to a melody
of lilting music whistling
through budding trees.

Sweetest song sung for eons of years
Have hope, for spring is here!

©2021 Linda Lee Lyberg

dVerse Poets Pub: Quadrille 119 Dabbling in Poetry De is hosting Quadrille Monday today, come join us. The pub opens at 3PM EST.

Linda Lee Lyberg is a wife, mother, artist, published poet and author. She resides in Mesa, AZ with her husband Pete (aka The Big Viking) of 24 years, and her dog, Ricky Bobby. Linda writes various forms of poetry, as well as short stories. You can read more of her works at: charmedchaos.com
and purchase anthologies containing her work here: Amazon Author Page

#Haiku: Clouds

Texas Sky: Photo Courtesy of Tracy Villalobos

cotton cloud floating
silver lining in blue sky-
bright message of hope

©2021 Linda Lee Lyberg

Linda Lee Lyberg is a wife, mother, artist, published poet and author. She resides in Mesa, AZ with her husband Pete (aka The Big Viking) of 24 years, and her dog, Ricky Bobby. Linda writes various forms of poetry, as well as short stories. You can read more of her works at: charmedchaos.com
and purchase anthologies containing her work here: Amazon Author Page

#Haiku: Grackles

Texas Grackles: Photo Courtesy of Tracy Villalobos

A plague of grackles
take flight in blue Texas sky-
amid raucous cries

©2021 Linda Lee Lyberg

Linda Lee Lyberg is a wife, mother, artist, published poet and author. She resides in Mesa, AZ with her husband Pete (aka The Big Viking) of 24 years, and her dog, Ricky Bobby. Linda writes various forms of poetry, as well as short stories. You can read more of her works at: charmedchaos.com
and purchase anthologies containing her work here: Amazon Author Page

The Death of a Rose

Image by Mabel Amber from Pixabay

“Tell me, is the rose naked or is that her only dress?”- Pablo Neruda, The Book of Questions

As dying fragrant petals drift to blackened terra, 
earthworms seeking fresh air, drink in their sweet perfume
and taste of life’s fading essence in dusty pink hues
as they feast like drunken butterflies on sweet rose wine

Some wandering petals take wing, flying through the air 
bobbing and floating on a cool spring breeze
tempting flocks of doves with ambrosial confetti
a dance of dying colors, before they fall~ forgotten

Back to cold earth

©2021 Linda Lee Lyberg

dVerse Poetics: A Conversation Sarah is hosting today and asks us to write a response to a poem we have read in the last year that spoke to us. I chose a poem from Pablo Neruda’s The Book of Questions (link above in quote). Here is poem III:

Tell me, is the rose naked
or is that her only dress?

Why do trees conceal
the splendor of their roots?

Who hears the regrets
of the thieving automobile?

Is there anything in the world sadder
than a train standing in the rain?

Linda Lee Lyberg is a wife, mother, artist, published poet and author. She resides in Mesa, AZ with her husband Pete (aka The Big Viking) of 24 years, and her dog, Ricky Bobby. Linda writes various forms of poetry, as well as short stories. You can read more of her works at: charmedchaos.com
and purchase anthologies containing her work here: Amazon Author Page

#Haibun: More Time

Image by ivabalk from Pixabay

Since June of last year, my life has been a revolving door of doctor visits, tests, and surgeries. Being diagnosed with breast cancer in the middle of a pandemic was not on my list of ‘fun things to do in 2020.’ But, I found myself enduring more than I ever thought possible and traveling down that ‘what if’ road.
Even now, looking back, it is hard to fathom it all; it is a surreal nightmare. Now that I am currently cancer free, I look at the world with crystal clear eyes. I am blessed as this whole situation could have had a much different outcome. There is nothing more sobering than facing your own mortality.
We all know we are going to die, but in our day to day lives we manage to put it aside. That is, until a major life event shifts our perspective and we begin a scramble for time, more time, I need more time. God has seen fit to give me more of my humble beautiful life, and I am grateful.

cold winter morning
walking through fallen dead leaves-
crisp new beginning

©2021 Linda Lee Lyberg

dVerse Poets Pub: Haibun Monday– Lillian is hosting today and we are writing Haibun about new beginnings. Come join us! Pub opens at 3PM EST.

Linda Lee Lyberg is a wife, mother, artist, published poet and author. She resides in Mesa, AZ with her husband Pete (aka The Big Viking) of 24 years, and her dog, Ricky Bobby. Linda writes various forms of poetry, as well as short stories. You can read more of her works at: charmedchaos.com
and purchase anthologies containing her work here: Amazon Author Page

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