Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
“Darkness came, full of moths and beetles. I was oppressed by the velvety emptiness of the word and swathes of soft grass. Then the fumes of the night put me to sleep.”- Laurie Lee
Night’s ink spills into my haunted garden
while torchlights flicker in the anxious wind
I sit alone sipping a glass of wine, listening
to rasping cries of lonesome crickets calling
I ponder what brought them and I to this ‘in limbo’ fate
of being forever alone yet not, crooning a mournful song
Emptiness echoes in the silence and sends my soul drifting
dreaming of you again falling in fragrant petals, and so I sleep
©2021 Linda Lee Lyberg
dVerse Poets Pub: Poetics- Literary Alchemy with Laurie Lee
Imaginary Garden with Real Toads: The Tuesday Platform
well you certainly did some magic with Lee’s prose – I particularly liked your adjectives – haunted garden; anxious wind; falling (in) fragrant petals
p.s. good to hear your voice too – in both senses of the word
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Oh, thank you so much Laura! Smiling here.
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Lovely way to describe the loneliness through the night… the haunted night etc.
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Thank you Bjorn.
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A garden haunted with more than night insects. Very wistful.
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Thank you Jane.
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🙂
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That first line blows me away, Linda. So nice to hear you reading your mournful poem.
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Thank you Jade!
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You are welcome.
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You had me at /rasping cries of lonesome crickets; terrific adjunct to the Lee prose.
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Thank you Glenn!
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You express this melancholic feeling so beautifully, so deeply felt.
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Thank you.
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Thanks for sharing your heart and voice, Linda…this poem aches beautifully and tenderly.
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Thank you so much Lynn.
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I do so love this.
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Thank you Paul, truly.
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absolutely my pleasure
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This was beautiful Linda, and the nod to Lee was evident. Wonderful write…
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Thank you Rob.
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You captured the mood of the night here perfectly Linda. So nice to hear you read it too.
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Thank you Grace.
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That closing line left me absolutely breathless! ❤️ Gorgeous write, Linda 😀
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Thank you Sanaa. You are so sweet to say so. ❤️
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Thoughts take strange turns as they drift into sleep…(K)
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Yes they do don’t they? Thank you.
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Setting yourself quite a challenge, to begin with such a beautiful quote as Laurie Lee’s – and you rise to the challenge beautifully.
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Thank you Rosemary. I will take your words and cherish them.
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🙂
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A poignant fusion you’ve crafted, Linda! Bravo!
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Thank you so much Frank!
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🙂
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soul drifting …..i fell into such beatifull sentiments
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Thank you! I’m happy you enjoyed it.
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Sweet. Night and melancholy go side by side
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Thank you.
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