The Portal

Lizzie has walked by this gallery forever and it has never been open, but today it is.
‘Must be my lucky day.’ The moment she walks through the door, her hair rises on her neck. The atmosphere changes; the air damper, cooler and misty.
“Hello, anyone here?”

A voice answers, “Be with you in a minute. Take a look around.”

The lighting is in various shades of green which gives the room an ethereal quality. Shadows dance on the shiny concrete floor. The room narrows, and draws her to a solitary painting, which encompasses an entire wall. She’s in a spell; as if she has entered another time, another dimension.

Lizzie is shaken to her core when far away an interrupted cry echoes in the empty room. She turns around, realizes the cry is hers. She is now a prisoner, trapped forever.

©2019 Linda Lee Lyberg

Come join us at the pub. we have a new challenge at dVerse Poets Pub: Prosery #1


#Troiku: Rainbow Clouds

sea cliffs beckoning
tempting with fragrant flowers
rainbow clouds drifting

sea cliffs beckoning
following winding shoreline
waves crash against rock

resplendent fragrant flowers
lush greens and scented blooms
a walk in heaven

rainbow clouds drifting
sheaves of sunlight peeking through
God’s painted canvas

©2019 Linda Lee Lyberg

Author’s Note: For the weekend meditation, we have been given two haiku with which to create a ‘fusion’ haiku. We are then to create a Troiku from the fusion haiku. Below are the two haiku:

coming to sea cliffs
the off-shore breeze raises
a flower fragrance

curving with the land
a rainbow of clouds
moves out to sea

© Jane Reichhold (Taken from: “A Dictionary of Haiku”, a Modern Saijiki)

Carpe Diem Weekend Meditation #88 Sea Cliffs

Promote Yourself Monday, June 10th, 2019

Hi All! It’s Promote Yourself Monday at the Go Dog Go cafe! Pop over, share your latest, and read some wonderful contributions written by others. Have a wonderful week wherever you are- Linda

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Promote yourself Mon

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.

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#Tanka: Fragrant Breeze

honeysuckle vine

summer breeze’s fragrant nectar

childhood memories

closing my eyes I recall

sweet elixir drops on tongue

©2019 Linda Lee Lyberg

Frank J. Tassone #Hakai Challenge: Fragrant breeze

#Troiku: The Aroma of Pine

The aroma of pine
wafting on morning air
the scent of fresh hope

And the young morning’s fresh rain
like stars from heaven
glistening on every bough

reach my words
inspired by nature’s beauty
poet’s humble gift

©2019 Linda Lee Lyberg

My Troiku for Carpe Diem Haiku Kai #1676 Troiku The Aroma of Pine was inspired from the haiku below.

the aroma of pine
and the young morning’s fresh rain
reach my words

© Hamish “Managua” Gunn (Taken from “Shinrin Yoku, the art of forest bathing”)

Tender Release

I offer you in darkest of days a sweet tender release
guiding you through the murky haze to a tender release

When the golden orb shines with its brilliant rays
in summer’s dog days, we pray for tender release

And should I utter gentle words of praise, do they
Set your soul ablaze, yearning for tender release?

When we sleep to the lulling song of lapping waves
does the ocean’s pull amaze, and offer a tender release?

If the blue moon and whispering stars capture your gaze,
do you think of my beautiful face, recall our tender release?

©2019 Linda Lee Lyberg

dVerse Poets: Poetry Form: Ghazal

When Pink Fish Fly

“The Shell Deck” @ellasedge
Ceccoli Tarot
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He rides his wooden horse to nowhere
the boy who would be king of kings
sitting alone in the shadowed room
dreaming his fanciful dreams.

And in his dreams he sees her as she is now
a delicate woman-child with ruby-red wings
embracing her innate gifts as she learns
to soar high in the windswept azure sky.

Now, she walks her destiny’s path in peace
with her fantastical thoughts as her guide
Letting her pen upon the blank white paper
take her in her dreams on the wildest ride
where even the fattest of pink fish can fly.

She leaves the handsome troubled boy at last
with all the bitter heartache and wrenching grief
Now he is naught but a part of a tear-stained past
who sought to rob her of life, like a petty thief.

©2019 Linda Lee Lyberg

Imaginary Garden with Real Toads: A Guest Appearance from Ella Wilson

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