Linda's Poems

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...

Coincidentally, I heard that phrase Thursday afternoon. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Dentist's chair all bibbed he walks in say...

Calmed The waves are tiny just six-inch slats moving slowly along the sand I escaped the land-locked mountains and stand on the be...

I caught the pink wedge of dawn with my camera this morning. Our cold northern sky was trying hard to evade the sun but, for a few m...

Christmas died for me the day our tree toppled over. Erin and I had lugged the decorations from the basement and were hard at work ...

The object for today our last day of school before Christmas vacation: Make it through! Directive from the principal: educate them! S...

December Stillness I wake up early and cleave my way through the thick, black morning on this, one of the shortest days of the year....