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“There is no accident, just as there is no beginning and no end.” — Jackson Pollock

There is no accident just as there is no beginning and no end.

If there is no beginning, no moment we first breathe, how did we become?

Is the beginning a series of events that by design, not by accident

Fall into place, erase what was and create a new beginning?

And if our beginning is not real, is this life only a illusion

And thus our ending never ends, but only begins again?

There is no beginning, there is no end, and there is no accident

Then if nothing ends, nor begins, and nothing is an accident

How do we measure our thoughts, our desires, our very being?

And should we begin to ponder our desires, our precious life

Without astonishment and wonder, will that indeed create an end?

If our life has no beginning, does it also have no ending?

Life is what happens when you ignore beginnings and endings

And cherish each breath with no beginning and no end

©2020 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 23 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 on her Amazon Author Page

THROWBACK FRIDAY- Linda Lee Lyberg- The Inevitability of Death

Hello All- My first Throwback Friday post on Go Dog Go Cafe in a while. This is one of my favorite poems. Enjoy!- Peace and Love- Linda

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I’ve been thinking of death a lot, and I am amazed by its inevitability, frightened, as we all are, of the totally unknown, and yet feel a long sleep is somehow earned by those of us who live on the edge.-Jackson Pollock

I’ve been thinking of death a lot and I am amazed by its inevitability.

There are those who try to run from death, but in the end, there is no escape.

There is no sanctuary from death; no respite, no silk cocoon you can wrap yourself in to avoid it.

Death is life and life is death and therein lies the metamorphoses

for both change and death are unavoidable.

Should one fear death if it is inevitable, or push the fear of dying aside?

And in thinking of death, do we speed up our soul’s path to death?

Or does thinking of death make us more…

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#American Sentence: Morning Moon

On my morning walk- Mesa, AZ

“Morning moon shine fading in crystal blue sky — no rain storm clouds in sight.”
Linda Lee Lyberg

©2020 Linda Lee Lyberg

Author’s Note: This is an American Sentence. The form, invented by Allen Ginsberg, is simply a variation of the haiku. The rules of an American Sentence are very simple. The poem is one sentence, 17 syllables long.

Written for Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge #189 Poets Choice

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 23 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 on her Amazon Author Page

The opportunists

My window- Mesa, AZ

This is the wandering place I sit contemplating life 
listening to raucous lovebirds quarreling over seed 
chartreuse feathers gleaming with their blush peach cheeks 
feeding tiny young discovering newfound wings 
while here and there goldfinches jump into the fray

Gila woodpeckers come to pound on this aging mesquite 
searching for a few morsels tucked within its peeling skin
While mourning doves meander on the rocky ground
scratching about for cast off seed and creepy crawly things 
curve billed thrashers and pigeons may have overlooked

But then the brazen opportunists arrive
adorned in jack boot black and blue dress 
ruffling their glossy feathers, puffing out broad chests
billy club grackles cawing – to break up the joyous party
and all the other birds take wing into the vast blue sky

©2020 Linda Lee Lyberg

dVerse Poetics: Looking Out the Window

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 23 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 on her Amazon Author Page

#haiku: Sturgeon Moon

moonlight on water
casting light on sandy shore
silver sturgeon sleeps

©2020 Linda Lee Lyberg

Frank J. Tassone Haikai Challenge #150 Sturgeon Moon

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 23 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 on her Amazon Author Page

#Haibun: 55th Birthday

I’ve always loved my birthday in spite of not having celebrated it as a child. It’s the day I came into this world and came to be.

The year I turned 55, I decided to throw myself a themed birthday party- I figured why not? The theme was Mad Men and everyone had to dress like that era. We served martinis and Tom Collins, and of course gin and tonics- any libation from that era. I made Hors d’oeuvres,- cold baby potatoes piped with sour cream and a dollop of black caviar, cold boiled shrimp, crudités, tiny quiche, a ham dip.

We played twister, listened to cocktail music, and had a Ouija board set up. At the end of the night, I sent each guest home with a CD of some of the music of the era. It remains one of my favorite memories.

cool evening in fall
laughter, music, food and fun
dressed in cocktail best

©2020 Linda Lee Lyberg

dVerse Poets Pub: Haibun Monday Birthday

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 23 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 on her Amazon Author Page

Unbound

“When the owl sings, the night is silent.“- Charles de Leusse

Fleeting breeze from feathered wings 
Kissing my startled face
Embedding the sight upon my soul,

An indelible mark on fair skin  
Astounding how a watchful owl 
Came to me, came to be

A welcome companion 
In the last days of her life
Bringing a message, an omen

Live, Live, Live- Be free, Believe 
See life’s miracles surrounding
And let your heart soar free, unbound

©2020 Linda Lee Lyberg

Author’s Note: Back in May, I had a visit from a great horned owl. She stayed with me for six days. I wrote about my encounter with Bella (a name I gave her) during that time. Needless to say, she left a mark on my soul that I will carry forever. You can search my archives for the month of May 2020 if interested. Here is a story I wrote about her: Six Days of Magic

Written for the Sunday Muse #119

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 23 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 on her Amazon Author Page

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