Charmed Chaos
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Safe
My lips are the dew drenched rose yearning for the buzzing bee
to gather my words like pollen and make of them sweet honey
My eyes are the storm clouds burdened with the cleansing rain
longing to fall at last to feel the heat of your bright sun again
My fingers are tendrils of Morning Glory seeking a spot to cling
caressing those tender places entreating your desires to sing
My arms are the weeping willows surrounding you from above
a respite from the world, safe in the shelter of my forever love
©2021 Linda Lee Lyberg
Author’s Note: Happy Valentine’s Day to My Big Viking. I’ll love you forever!
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First Day of Spring
First day of spring–
I keep thinking about
the end of autumn. © Basho
winter memories linger
cold chills in brisk morning air
©2021 Linda Lee Lyberg
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Myst-ery
Myst-ery, goddess with blue raven locks and eyes diablo green
but for the fiery torchlight burning between, she’s unseen
With deadly calm she lures you down the path of exile
tempting your sinful flesh with her feminine guile,
and though you know all the while
she sings to you a death melody
you care not for she is
your final destiny.
©2021 Linda Lee Lyberg
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First Cherry Blossom
first cherry blossom
dancing in the gentle rain
sweet garden rebirth
first cherry blossom
braving winter’s cutting edge
bursting forth alone
dancing in the gentle rain
petals glistening
spring will follow soon
sweet garden rebirth
watercolors of new growth
lone blue tit trilling
©2021 Linda Lee Lyberg
Author’a Note: Chèvrefeuille has challenged us to write a fusion haiku from two of his haiku on the theme of cherry blossom. We are then to create a troiku from our fusion haiku. Below are the two haiku he has given us to work with:
standing naked
in awe of the first cherry blossom
dancing in the garden
on winter’s edge
the first Cherry blossom blooms
rain falls softly
© Chèvrefeuille
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Fresh as a Summer Rose
As your lips impose a kiss as fresh as a summer rose
My heart does leap and rejoice in a lilting prose
And I will never forsake the memories
wrapped in your arms, sweet reveries
dreaming together as one
loving from sun to sun.
©2021 Linda Lee Lyberg
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Last Figs
In the winter, nights and mornings are chilly here in the desert. Rain showers are frequent, and the cactus are plump. The mesquite tree is losing it’s fern like leaves, creating a velvety blanket below it. Birds pick through the refuse to build nests. Southwestern wildflowers are revealing colorful faces as they bask in the afternoon sun.
first spring gust beckons
fresh green growth erupting forth
last figs decaying
©2021 Linda Lee Lyberg
Frank Tassone’s Haikai Challenge
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Promote Yourself Monday – February 11, 2019
Happy Monday everyone! It’s Promote Yourself Monday at the Go Dog Go Cafe. Pop over to the site, and share your latest and greatest. Be sure to leave a link so others can read what you’ve written. Read and share your thoughts on others’ work- everyone loves feedback. Have a fabulous Day- Linda
Welcome to Promote Yourself Monday. All Go Dog Go Cafe readers, guest writers, and baristas are invited to post one link to one specific post (600 words or less please!) from your blog into the comments section below.
If you post a link, be sure to read some of the other great writing people have linked to.
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