Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
“On the cold cheek of death smiles and roses are blending, And beauty immortal awakes from the tomb.”– James Beattie Time, her only companion as she sits in failing light. Through the open window, a grassy scent of rain’s mist. She breathes in, a… Continue Reading “Time”
If I should pass by you on a warm summer’s eve when azure sky is a canvas, awash in soft hues would your eyes shimmer with tears, would you know it’s me?
journey for red crabs from deep forest to ocean mating season march ©2018 Linda Lee Lyberg Author’s Note: For more on the march of the red crabs, please visit: Christmas Island National Park Carpe Diem Summer Retreat 2018 Finding The Way
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