Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
“This must stop,” Zara said as she looked at him over the rim of the wine glass. She breathes in, her nose buried, savoring the aroma in the wine glass. The taste on her palate was dark, earthy, with an undertone of oak, and as… Continue Reading “Over Exposed”
I love who I’ve been, but I really love who I am becoming.” My life has changed in the last three months. Where before I was seldom home because I was traveling for work, I now spend most of my days writing, painting, gardening,… Continue Reading “Peaks and Valleys”
I have none. Zero, zip, zilch. Regrets, that is. There are times I wish I had done something different, told my mother I loved her more, asked my dad the pressing questions I now have about my heritage but may never know the answers… Continue Reading “Life Lessons”
I have let go of my old life. You know the one. The life where I got up earlier than God, rushed,rushed,rushed. Worked all day, and part of the night. Jetted to somewhere different, worked in a different location, a different city. Encountered harshness… Continue Reading “Let Go”
Love -Linda Lee Lyberg Old feelings rise to the surface Tears threaten to fall My heart aches from emptiness
The cool dark interior of the antique shop is a welcome respite from the summer sun. As the door closes behind me an insistent voice whispers inside my head, ‘Come to me, I want to tell you a story.’ I turn around, expecting someone… Continue Reading “L’oggetto che Parla (The Object That Speaks)”
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