Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
-By Linda Lee Lyberg Venus dappled in shadows during the golden hours waiting for the sun to kiss the fragrant flowers
-By Linda Lee Lyberg A brave man he was to venture in Where no one dared to lightly tread Although he knew not where to begin His heart took charge and to her lead
-By Linda Lee Lyberg As they flitter and flutter through the azure sky They pause for a moment, look down from on high
-By Linda Lee Lyberg I was playing with a roaring fire When I fell into the depths with you Denying not my mounting desire
-By Linda Lee Lyberg Rain, when it comes, is a delightful respite. Washing away the layer of sand from summertime haboobs.
Recent Comments