
Chilled icy bottles
garage doors up, fans on high
beer joints in Texas
©2021 Linda Lee Lyberg
Author’s Note: Having been born and raised in Houston, Texas, Shiner Bock was my favorite beer. In 1994 I moved to Philadelphia and there was not a Shiner in sight. I met my future husband in Philly, and he asked me to marry him. I told him you find me a Shiner Bock in this state, and you have a deal. Lo and behold, he found 5 bottles of Shiner Bock at the Balligomingo Inn in West Conshohocken. So I married him, and that was almost 23 years ago come this September!
Carpe Diem Haiku Kai: Ice Cold Beer

“Acts of creation are ordinarily reserved for gods and poets, but humbler folk may circumvent this restriction if they know how. To plant a pine, for example, one need be neither god nor poet; one need only own a shovel.”
― Aldo Leopold
Did you hear zephyr talking to the trees
swirling all around, never touching ground?
As it whispered to the exquisite leaves
Wind marveled at their roots, being earthbound
Limbs answered the wind with words to astound
We are the givers of life here on earth
For without us, there would have been no birth
Of every creature who breathes your sweet air
So do you now see our value and worth
For without us the world hasn’t a prayer.
©2021 Linda Lee Lyberg
dVerse Poets Pub: Poetry Form Dizain

“Between a dream and reality sings the true passion of my soul.”
©2021 Linda Lee Lyberg
Author’s Note: This is my first try at an American Sentence, which is comprised of 17 syllables and is a complete sentence.
The Sunday Muse: Wednesday Muse: American Sentence

Whispering shallows
entice me to shed my clothes
searing summer heat
slipping into cool waters
brush of your hand on my skin
©2021 Linda Lee Lyberg
Carpe Diem Haiku Kai: Tanka Splendor Summer Heat
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 23 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 her Amazon Author Page

All that remains is the sweet perfume of rose
Before delicate pink petals withered and fell
Upon my barren heart the blossom imposed
An attar of remembrance cloaked in your smell
Before delicate pink petals withered and fell
The scent was a delightful enchantment to me
Now in its cherished fragrance I’ll forever dwell
For the enduring aroma reminds me of thee
The scent was a delightful enchantment to me
An aromatic bouquet complex yet smooth
For the enduring aroma reminds me of thee
So my lonely soul is now at rest and soothed
An aromatic bouquet complex yet smooth
Upon my barren heart the blossom imposed
So my lonely soul is now at rest and soothed
And all that remains is the sweet perfume of rose
©2021 Linda Lee Lyberg
Poets United: Midweek Motif Perfume

“Are you sure about this, Beau?”
“Yes.”
“Once you sign, the change is immediate, and there is no going back.”
“I understand completely.”
He signs his name, and in a burst of light, there is nothing on the table but a watch and gold ring.
A dog sat in the chair.
“Beau, is that you?”
©2021 Linda Lee Lyberg
Like Mercury Colliding: Twittering Tales #145
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 23 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 her Amazon Author Page

Blue
twilight
drifting in
on evening breeze
welcoming day’s end
lush scent of greenery
surrounds the welcoming porch
a place to pause, a chair to rest
gather the day’s worries, toss them to
the wind, sip a glass of red wine and dream.
©2021 Linda Lee Lyberg
Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge: Challenge #136 #Photo Prompt
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