Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
The Color of Love -Linda Lee Lyberg Morning peeks through my window In my forgetful slumber I reach out for you My hand touches the Cold pillow where your Head once lay And I remember.
Angel’s Trumpet -Linda Lee Lyberg With her wings wrapped around She looks serenely on At the world that surrounds her Where infinite life abounds.
Parch -Linda Lee Lyberg The sun bakes the land Blinding,fierce,parching its path To the salvation Of coolness, sating its thirst In the cool crystal blue pools. Copyright©2017 Linda Lee Lyberg
Natty loved to sing. She wasn’t any good at it, but she sang anyway. When she was younger, her grandmother told her “Sing the words in your normal voice child. You’ll get it someday.” Her grandma ought to know;she was a blues singer in… Continue Reading “Singing Lessons”
The Space Between Us -Linda Lee Lyberg There once was a time When we were so close We could read each other’s minds But now these days as the distance grows You’ve left our love behind.
It is not the type of jewelry that normally attracts her. Placed in the corner of the glass case, treated as nothing more than a brassy trinket, there is an ethereal quality to the piece that catches her eye and holds her, spellbound. “May… Continue Reading “The Locket”
His attempt to please A girl with words is futile Teasing of the heart. Copyright©2017 Linda Lee Lyberg
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