Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
The night is cold, perfect for a dip in the hot tub. Naked, we step out into the brisk air and search for the full moon. Above us, the night sky is rampant with blue-black clouds, backlit by the beautiful orb. Like her namesake… Continue Reading “#Haibun: Wolf Moon”
-By Linda Lee Lyberg As I wander the cloistered woods, the plunk, plunk, plunk of acorns landing in rotting leaves breaks the unearthly silence. The circle of life surrounds me, from leathery seed struggling to sprout to towering live oaks. I am humbled in… Continue Reading “#Haibun: Fate and Death”
-By Linda Lee Lyberg Rain, when it comes, is a delightful respite. Washing away the layer of sand from summertime haboobs.
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