Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
The Kiss -Linda Lee Lyberg The key she purloined From the silver ring Held the secret To a terrible truth.
Sea of Qualm -Linda Lee Lyberg Alone in a sea of qualm, Struggling for precious air Will they like what I write Will anyone out there care?
Mother -Linda Lee Lyberg My mother’s hospitality Is the only true reality That’s never, ever faltered Through these many years.
Grief -Linda Lee Lyberg Grief is a Tricky Thing When you least expect it There it is rearing its ugly head Reminding you of the dead.
Heaven -Linda Lee Lyberg To be held by you once again To feel your warm embrace To feel your heart beat next to mine To gaze upon your face.
In Pursuit of Love -Linda Lee Lyberg I feel your presence from across the room And sense impending danger. Have we met, Too late, too soon Are you my Intimate stranger?
El favo es dulce, mas pica la abeja.”- Spanish Proverb (He that will not endure the bitter will not live to see the sweet.) Amor Amargo -Linda Lee Lyberg Gone are the days of youth Reality has crept in My heart you no longer… Continue Reading “Amor Amargo (Bitter Love),1986”
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