Charmed Chaos
Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
Through My Open Window
Sun
breaking
through stormy
clouds drifting by
as trees sway in the
summer breeze, a feeling
rushes in when the sweet song
of the mockingbird floats on air
Through my open window, I recall
as tears fall those first beautiful moments
when our eyes met, and we fell into love
finding our home, never to wander
far from one another again
where our souls belong, entwined
weaving a love so strong
with tendrils that cling
and dreams that bind
forever
our two
hearts.
©2021 Linda Lee Lyberg
Colleen’s returned with her Weekly Poetry Challenge. This week’s words are Influence and Perception. The catch is we must only use synonyms. For mine, I chose Sway for Influence, and Feeling for Perception. Come join in!
Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge #132
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Fragile Beauty
It was only a summer day much like this
When you took that final breath and drifted away
The birds were singing as if nothing significant happened
The nascent breeze meandered through the garden
The blood red roses didn’t wither and blacken
The sun kept on shining with nary a hint of rain to dampen
Its lazy path across the brilliant turquoise sky.
Yet now, because of this one change, your dying breath–
The world is re-arranged and grey clouds abound, as a
Storm of black grief rides in on a horse made of tears,
With heavy hooves it roars, bringing lightning and thunder
The fragile beauty of this magnificent day broken, torn asunder
Leaving those of us left behind to ponder and wonder why.
©2021 Linda Lee Lyberg
Author’s Note: On Saturday, we lost a dear friend to cancer. This is for him and those he left behind.
Imaginary Garden with Real Toads: Kerry Says- Human landscape interactions
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Come Walk With Me
Come walk with me through the garden
find a place to rest, let’s contemplate
the miracle of these humble seeds
How brilliant flowers can grow
from a tiny dried pod
teeming with life
once its buried in sod
Plant your bare feet in the earth
feel mother’s spirit move through
as worms tickle your toes
Close your eyes and bury your nose
in velvety fragrant petals of the pink rose
Brush your fingers through lavender spikes,
let their perfume stir the air
and heal your soul in restful dreams
where you have no cares
Stay with me in the garden
for here you will find your peace
feeling close to nature’s creator
your anxious heart will be appeased.
©2021 Linda Lee Lyberg
Poets United: Midweek Motif Gardens
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Mindscape
Here in this blossoming space,
I’ve created my own mindscape
where flowers forever bloom and never die
plump honeybees suckle on nature’s essence
white butterflies flutter to spring’s symphony
while emerald trees sparkle against a turquoise sky.
A swift babbling brook plays nature’s music
trickling over Calliope’s stones of songs
worn smooth by the lilting voice of cool rain
traveling far from home, always moving on
bringing essence of life wherever it flows
promising sublime relief to replace all pain.
©2021 Linda Lee Lyberg
Author’s Note: Tonight is my inaugural post at dVerse Poets Pub. I am truly honored to be a part of such a talented team of writers. The topic is inspiring art. Stop by and participate! d’Verse Poetics : Meet Jackie Hurlbert
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
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#Haibun: Morning Rain
The cool spring morning shower washes away the dust from the windy days. It’s a welcome relief to the dry land where water is a precious resource. Honeybees drink at the edge of puddles, and lizards hunt the insects emerging from the damp earth. A flurry of life occurs before the sun returns.
desert rose blooming
sparkling with shimmering rain-
radiant sun shines
©2021 Linda Lee Lyberg
Carpe Diem Haiku Kai: Weekend Meditation Extreme Haibun #89-Rain
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Unraveling
You ask my love why do I fret
you have woven yourself into my heart
Should you go I’ll be bereft
fragile threads holding me falling apart
I’ll unravel like a skein of yarn
tumbling down endless stairs
a tattered tangled soul, going nowhere
©2021 Linda Lee Lyberg
dVerse Poets Pub: Quadrille Fret
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#Haiku: Midsummer
swift passing of time-
delicate blossoms wilting
midsummer dreaming
©2021 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 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
Frank J. Tassone: Hakai Challenge #90 Midsummer
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