Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
The Forest -Linda Lee Lyberg When the ebony night falls Deep in the hidden forest The trees come alive and dance To the cricket’s lulling chorus.
Water Hyacinth Rising up to greet the morn Beauty is timeless. Copyright©2017 Linda Lee Lyberg Photo courtesy of: Tracy Villalobos Syllabub Sea- Haiga heaven
Summer Rain -Linda Lee Lyberg Can you smell the summer rain As it trickles, trickles, trickles down Washing away the grime and stain Appeasing the thirsty ground.
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