Month: April 2017

Wings

Wings -Linda Lee Lyberg You touched me And I will never be the same. Advertisements

The Encounter, 1988

The Encounter -Linda Lee Lyberg Your eyes beckoned to me, begging, pleading To be loved the way I wanted to love.

The Apartment

The pale gray light of a rainy dawn creeps into the room. In my jet lagged stupor, I briefly forget where we are. The breeze from the fan brushes against my cheek soft as a lover’s caress. I roll over and wrap my arms…

At Last, 1987

At Last -Linda Lee Lyberg Standing in a darkened hall Hesitating, yet hearing your heart’s call. At Last a kiss, Oh what sweet release! Will this euphoric feeling Ever cease?

Las Manos Más Suaves

Old hands are beautiful. Weathered, wrinkled, soft as silk, scarred by the passing of time and countless tasks. Last Saturday, we went to our favorite Mexican restaurant for breakfast. Los Picos Parilla is the home of the best huevos rancheros in Mesa. There is…

Waiting on DNA

So many people are of mixed heritage; everyone is from somewhere else. “-G. Willow Wilson In January of 1973, my father changed his name. Not only his first name, but his entire legal name. In the district court of Harris County Texas, the man…

Do I Love You Enough

Do I Love You Enough? -Linda Lee Lyberg Another year has gone by and I ask Do I love you enough? Spinning, rushing through this life Trying to be tough Never falter, never blunder Yet now I begin to wonder- Do I Love You Enough?

Images, 1985

Images -Linda Lee Lyberg Imagine- You and I entwined in another world Where only moments exist in our minds, And we must reach out and grasp or never find What we are searching for.

Waiting,Waiting,Praying

The date, forever inked in crimson on her soul like a tawdry tattoo. November 6, 2012. Election day. Two hours since the call. Motorcycle accident, trauma center, broken bones, blow to the head, no helmet. I’m okay, he says. She does not believe him….

Circles of Silver

He wants to forget her, but he can’t. She’s everywhere he looks. She’s in the garden talking to the lovebirds. Certain they understood her every word, she spoke to them often. At her desk, writing. Another story to make him cry, or laugh with…

The Dance

The Dance -Linda Lee Lyberg You and I Swept into this Karmic Dance of love Step one, two Into the arms of the other Step three, four Spinning deeper down Into A World Few Have Known. Copyright©2017 Linda Lee Lyberg

It Will Never Last

It is my first week at the new job that brought me across the country and away from all things safe and familiar. Yet, I am excited to be starting a new life. I have a big challenge ahead of me, not the least…

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