Linda's Poems

Thursday November 18, 2010 These Were the Reasons to Stay Twilight when the air is flannel. You come home and we sit in the hug o...

Abrasive meeting after school Late to get home Husband follows right after Loss of me time What for supper? Something quick Old stand...

My feet were killing me in those white high heels. The descent seemed too steep and perilous for my inexperienced feet. But I held ont...

A hint of wrinkles along with a sheen of gray~ content holding hands. WHERE HAS LUST GONE? Not content with hands he nuzzles under the ...

These Are the Things Men Don’t Know about Love That women divide the mind and body unlike men where everything blends together That ...

I can't believe it's been a couple of weeks since I posted a poem.  I have no excuse except for life getting in the way.  I've b...

I’m not looking for a corn-on-the-cob type of love that is only sweet once a year. And you can keep your radish and carrot and ruta...

Delicate Night Jaded - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - “Love is delicate” she warned her jaded boyfriend. He laughed in her face ...

Intimate River Waiting - - - - - - - - - - - - - - She’d always heard that love was a river, that the more intimate you became with i...

This was the prompt I gave my third block kids today. The males changed it to men, of course. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - These are th...

I got home from school late one evening last week and my husband had our stereo on. We have a stack of old records and he had Willy Ne...

This Is What the Neighbors Saw At first, A campfire licking the stars, an empty Coors Light can, a half-filled margarita glass, t...