#Haibun: Summer Storm

Image by Deniece Platt from Pixabay

“Barring love I’ll take my life in large doses alone–rivers, forests, fish, grouse, mountains. Dogs.” 

― Jim Harrison, Wolf False Memoir

For the last few nights, there has been a cicada singing in the fig tree. The sound carries through the still night air, and each note lingers as he calls for a mate. He emerged after a quick rain storm one stifling evening. Each night his song seems to grow more desperate, and I fear his pleas may be in vain. The monsoons have arrived and brings an unexpected but welcome shift in the weather.

stormy muggy night
lightning bolts in distant sky-
raindrops quench parched earth

©2022 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 25 years and their latest rescue, Jackson “Jax” Lyberg. Linda writes various forms of poetry, as well as short stories. You can read more of her works at: charmedchaos.com and view anthologies containing her work here: Amazon Author Page

This Flesh

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” (There are) many stories which are not on paper, they are written in the bodies and minds of women.”- Amrita Pritam

This flesh does not show the stories it holds
save for some visible scars
Some self-inflicted, while others carved
with mental pain this complex life brought

And though this body now weathered and old
still thrums with the vibrance of naive youth
This beating heart begs this mellowing mind
pleads for more; Memories of tales untold
when the candle burns low, long shadows enfold
and we have drunk the last of the wine

©2022 Linda Lee Lyberg

Author’s Note: Written For dVerse Poetics where Punam is hosting. Our challenge is to choose one of the lines she shared with us from Amrita Pritam and use it as inspiration. The quote at the beginning of my post is the line I chose.

Meditation on the Sanctity of Breath

Photo by Faye Cornish on Unsplash

A flock of dreams feast
On ancient buried memories
Such lush, verdant, fertile browse
Nourishes my weary soul
and feeds my ravenous spirit

Each sacred breath,
A river flowing over stones
Trickling through pulsing veins~
Air- precious tether that binds me
~Forever to life

©2022 Linda Lee Lyberg

Author’s Note: Hi All and Happy Memorial Day. I’m hosting the Quadrille prompt today at dVerse. Come join us! The pub opens at 3PM EST. dVerse Poets Pub

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 25 years and their latest rescue, Jackson “Jax” Lyberg. Linda writes various forms of poetry, as well as short stories. You can read more of her works at: charmedchaos.com and view anthologies containing her work here: Amazon Author Page

#Haibun: Desert Spring

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“I would not sacrifice a single living mesquite tree for any book ever written. One square mile of the living desert is worth a hundred ‘great books’ – and one brave deed is worth a thousand.” ― Edward Abbey

I love this time of year in Arizona. Mornings are stunning and honey mesquites are laden with caterpillar-like yellow flower tendrils. A cool breeze sends their pollen floating through the air as the ground beneath them becomes a carpet of gold.
On two separate early dawn walks now, I have watched a mockingbird chase a grasshopper into the sky. I stop, amazed at the scene unfolding before me. Their graceful dance results in the grasshopper losing for it is no match for the bird’s skill. Grey and white mockingbird soars ever higher, off to his nest to share his prize with his hungry mate.

spring, fresh green landscape
wildflowers paint rocky soil-
arid desert thrives

©2022 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 25 years and their latest rescue, Jackson “Jax” Lyberg. Linda writes various forms of poetry, as well as short stories. You can read more of her works at: charmedchaos.com and view anthologies containing her work here: Amazon Author Page

Aubade to Early Dawn

Mesquite at dawn: Mesa, AZ 2022

“Startled by the earth at dawn. It was far too green”- Jim Harrison, Dead Man’s Float

Early dawn-
Fresh leaves on sprawling old mesquite
gleams in pearly sunlight
Chartreuse brilliance against
a cloudless smoke blue sky
Swarms of tiny flies rise, swirling
in soft air as ruby-throated hummingbirds
dart after their tasty prized delicacy
Wildflowers unfurl golden petals
opening their bosoms to greet
this perfect breezy morning, a welcome respite
before the storm of afternoon desert heat

©2022 Linda Lee Lyberg

dVerse Poets Pub: MTB-Morning Has Broken

Author’s Note: Day 7 of NaPowriMo

Vivid Shades of Blue

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“Goddamn but her mind was so exhausted with trying to hold the world together, tired of being the living glue for herself, as if she let go, great pieces of her life would shatter and fall off in mockery of the apocalypse.” ― Jim Harrison, The Woman Lit by Fireflies

These days I dream of yesterdays in vivid shades of blue
These days I dream of solitude walking in verdant woods
These days I dream of loneliness and how it sometimes feels
These days I dream of hopefulness to take another breath
These days I dream of those long dead, as if to revive
These days I dream of enduring love wrapped in loving arms
These days I dream of spring’s cool breeze tickling my toes
These days, I dream of summer’s warmth browning my skin
These days I dream of misspent youth, to have it back again
These days I dream of yesterdays in vivid shades of blue.

©2022 Linda Lee Lyberg

dVerse Poetics: A Little Repetition

Sanctuary for Dreams

Image by Alexandr Podvalny from Pixabay

“Good food is a benign weapon against the sodden way we live.”- Jim Harrison

This bright room is one she never tires of
Where the tastes of the world are at her fingertips
Happiness packed in square glass jars
Exotic spices from India, Mexico, Indonesia
Her kitchen, a sanctuary for dreams
Where she gets lost in her seasonings.

©2022 Linda Lee Lyberg

dVerse Poets Pub: Quadrille #149‘Tis the Season

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 25 years and their latest rescue, Jackson “Jax” Lyberg. Linda writes various forms of poetry, as well as short stories. You can read more of her works at: charmedchaos.com and view anthologies containing her work here: Amazon Author Page

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