Charmed Chaos
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Bluebonnet Sky
So you’ve been through the roaring fire
Leaving you maimed, a soul of charred ashes
But rising from this molten funeral pyre
Comes a new woman with scars on scars.
You must know though flawed, you are beautiful
for you shimmer with the light of fractured stars
and you’ve heard the haunting mystical song
of the grey mockingbird in pink light of dawn
His singing sets your broken heart free to soar–
Euphoria your guide, higher and brighter
while you dance with glee in a majestic bluebonnet sky.
©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 24 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 purchase anthologies containing her work here: Amazon Author Page
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#american sentence sunday: tears in spring
Mesa,AZ
“Earth awashed in cleansing tears, yet spring arrives and fragrant roses bloom” – 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 24 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 purchase anthologies containing her work here: Amazon Author Page
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#Haibun: Midnight blue sky
In the midnight blue sky, there is no pestilence or disease, only the brief flash of a dying star. There are no planes, only stars and the waxing moon. Somewhere high in the universe beyond my sight a cosmos is being born. I wrap my old blue sweater tighter still, giving myself a hug pretending it is my long passed mother. I am grateful she is gone and safe from this madness, for she lived through so much. She spoke often of the great depression and I listened. She told of hard and lean times, but there was always a pot of beans simmering on the stove to feed anyone who may be hungry. It’s because of these talks that my pantry is always well stocked. All those conversations all those years ago, did she know she was preparing me for this?
celestial night sky
each twinkling star a prayer
beacons for passed souls
©2020 Linda Lee Lyberg
Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge: No. 170 Theme Prompt
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 24 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
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#Haiku: First Cherry Blossoms
pink petals drifting
dying souls falling
returning to earth
©2020 Linda Lee Lyberg
Frank J. Tassone #Hakai Challenge #131 First Cherry Blossoms
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 24 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 purchase anthologies containing her work here: Amazon Author Page
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Watching the world from my window
I watch the world from my window and despite
All the news today ~ more people dying
The whole world crying
Signs of spring are everywhere
Every morning the thrashers come pecking
At the block of peanut suet to feed
Their fledglings in tow
With tiny gaping mouths they wait
In earnest for their treat
Ruffling their feathers as they eat
The radish seeds are coming up
It’s only been a short week
The rains have been a blessing
For everything in the garden
Is blossoming and brilliant green
In early dawn hours, a dove crashed into the window
Trying to escape the talons of a Cooper’s hawk
Leaving wispy feathers stuck on paned glass
But there was no escape, no where to go
I understand the bird’s plight
©2020 Linda Lee Lyberg
Earthweal Weekly Challenge SILVER LININGS
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 24 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 purchase anthologies containing her work here: Amazon Author Page
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Crux
And this is the crux, the heart of the matter
even a fractured spirit can love, can feel
though the soul may be in pieces, shattered
As frayed remnants are cast off and scattered
it becomes possible for one damaged to heal
and this is the crux, the heart of the matter
Amidst all the clamoring cries and clatter
take a moment to bow, to pray and kneel
though the soul may be in pieces, shattered
In grace, there will be the clear answer
for your tragic fate is not forever sealed
and this is the crux, the heart of the matter
With vigor, embrace uplifting laughter
and understand life is not always ideal
when the soul is in pieces, shattered
When all the tears are over in the days after
fill your bright new life with hopeful zeal
for this is the crux, the heart of what matters
even though your soul was once broken, shattered
©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 24 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 purchase anthologies containing her work here: Amazon Author Page
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What If?
“Barn’s burnt down, now I can see the moon.”- Mizuta Masahide
As each day brings more death and we find ourselves
In the midst of this voracious disease,
I can’t help but wonder what put us in this place
One theory is a bat bit a live animal
In a wet market in China
And from that defining moment in time
The virus spread from animal to human
The more I ponder this sci-fi scene
The more I begin to know and believe
Could this be Mother Nature
In the only way she knows
Leveling the playing field?
If you think about this, it makes sense
Because nature by design
Is based on order and balance
And mankind has been tipping
The world in our favor for much too long
And yet, we haven’t listened
Or heeded the warning signs
We’ve kept on cutting down verdant lush forests
The very lungs of this planet
Polluting earth’s soil, our lakes, oceans, and streams
Destroying living creatures and their habitats,
Leaving them to adapt or face a sure extinction
So, what if?
What if this poor harmless bat, had by our own hand,
Been driven from the only home he had known
And was only trying to survive and feed his family?
Is he to blame and the cause of all our misery or are we?
Will we open our eyes and see ~ accept our culpability?
©2020 Linda Lee Lyberg
dVerse Poets Pub: Poetics- Now I can See
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 24 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 purchase anthologies containing her work here: Amazon Author Page
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