Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
I wear blue wings of a butterfly
in a silver ring upon my slender finger
for words to me are flowers,
waiting to blossom and bloom
Fluttering from nouns to verbs
discovering their precious nectar
in the vibrant garden of my thoughts
as crystal tears fall in blinding prism shafts
lighting the dazzling cerulean sky
of my windswept colorful mind
©2018 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 24 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 purchase anthologies containing her work here: Amazon Author Page
I love this, beautiful.
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Thank you so much.
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Beautiful imagery. 🦋
The thought of butterflies awaken warm memories of cherished time spent with loved ones -especially my beloved grandmother.
https://thesoulwhispersblog.com/2019/12/09/but-a-moment/
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Thank you.
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This is so beautiful, Linda! 🥰
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Thank you kindly!
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Beautiful imagery Linda, and blue is word of many hues…..
“I wear blue wings of a butterfly”
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Thank you Ivor.
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What a lovely sweet verse. Wonderful ❤️
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Thank you so much.
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Your welcome 👍🏻
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Awesome post, Linda!! I really loved this! Especially the lines – “for words to me are flowers,
waiting to blossom and bloom”
This is exactly the way I feel about them too!! Bellissimo My Dear!!
xoxo 💖🌹🌹
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Thank you Chuck!
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Hope you are doing well!!!
xoxo
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Always a pleasure!!
xoxo
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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