In this humble garden, grace lives here in the sweet scented roseswith them swaying in the breeze, as trees shed their gentle clothes Advertisements
Recite a charming tale as we stroll the halcyon path Vivid memories come trickling forth, fall from our cold trembling lips to rest among the leaves. ©2018 Linda Lee Lyberg Author’s Note: Dedicated to my dear friend, Michael Koenig, who graciously allowed me to…
Somber twilight fading bruised sky shimmering low scrawling painful memories on
“The hardest part is when the river is too swift and goes underground for days on end” ~Jim Harrison from Songs of Unreason My soul the river rushing over stones of memories buried in sand some more grand and beautiful breathless times remembering glistening…
“Nearly everything we are taught is false except how to read” ~ Jim Harrison from Songs of Unreason It’s hot in this stifling city with sidewalks teeming outside her cloistered door the noise is deafening.
Sweet bouquet Wrapped in nostalgia