I took a nap and wept for no reason” ~ Jim Harrison from Songs of Unreason And when I weep are my tears the color of the turquoise sky reflecting in my eyes or are they the white feathered clouds…
“Just beyond the bruised lips of consciousness.” from Birds Again ~ Jim Harrison The stars once bright in eyes now faded and gray viewing the world through tangled trees a purple haze of permanent contusions, amid barren thoughts of rotting leaves…
As I grow older, time is racing by, as if I am on a high-speed train barreling towards the end of my life. One minute, I am turning a page in the calendar and greeting a new month, and the next a new year…
When she looks in the mirror, she sees the girl like a bright beacon of light from within with rosy cheeks, and bouncing red curls and a body that was willow switch thin.
To be a creative child once more dreaming of Rose the bright violet horse to skip and play, counting only to four hopscotching your way through life’s course.
Fresh bloom is off this soul whose colors have begun to fade
Oh Lord, my soul does weep for sweet relief from yesterday’s bitter sorrow for I know that on the wind more will come with dawn’s cold tomorrow.
DARLING, love me forever and I will do the same fill our nights with passion burning the eternal flames.
-By Linda Lee Lyberg Days of untamed youth oblivious innocence
-By Linda Lee Lyberg Moonbeams break ebon sky, beckoning to my heart
-By Linda Lee Lyberg As gloaming shadows fell Across his threadbare sleeve There are times better remembered In blurred moments of rending grief.
In her reflections Vestiges of hopeful youth World opening up Deep lines surround piercing eyes Chiseled stone lips once playful