Queen Butterfly on Mexican Sunflower in my garden! Advertisements
brush-stroked Autumn sky
strong hands shaping clay
Flaunting my stripped being thoughts spilling forth, haunting molten metaphors erupting exploding from my heart without warning
Alone with my words a palette of memories
Amidst the deadfall
Harmony is over-rated give me wild
Rebel -Linda Lee Lyberg Defy Authority
Powerful Frida Seldom smiled in her portraits
Synchronicity -Linda Lee Lyberg There is in life, synchronicity If you take the time to pause See the endeavors with simplicity To understand the greater cause.
God’s Place -Linda Lee Lyberg I sit with reverence in God’s place Marveling at divine creation In silence, love and sweet grace Filling my soul with awe and elation.
All I have is a torn, grainy photograph of a man I hardly knew. He was a contortionist in Vaudeville and the photo shows him folded in two like a piece of paper. Folks who knew him told me he could put his head…