Linda's Poems

Whimsy My friend, Dorothy, has moved into her father's old house and has chosen the word “whimsy” to describe the back sun porch ...

Haibun=prose followed by haiku. - - - - - - - - - - - - - Second-block students saunter haphazardly into class. Books are piled on desks....

Carol and I took a stroll through her garden. The tomatoes were ripening in front of us in the warm September sun. In the house her...

Joie de Vivre Move curtain aside, peek out bedroom window, see waves of clouds cresting slowly over mountains. Notic...

My father-in-law is staying with us while waiting for a spot in an assisted-living facility. He had a mild stroke earlier in the sum...

Who’s that man standing with his arms wide open, tears in his eyes, and a smile on his face? Oh, it’s my dad welcoming my mom. He’s ...

The orange sun was floating like a big balloon on the horizon when I went out for a walk one morning last week in Florida. I was t...