Linda's Poems

The sun is a figment dissipated into memory. Rusty trees are reflected in the steel water. Fog floats over the mountain and blends in...

My Back Yard Is a strip of aluminum foil twinkling in the sun. I sit on the stairs watching fish jump in the canal. Circular wav...

Paper I reach into the bottom left drawer of my desk to find a sheet of paper. The one I pull out has a flowered border. I ad...

On Our Fortieth Anniversary The old VCR tape is stuck in the machine. If I press play it growls at me. If I hit eject nothing happ...

Language Phrases of accusation like bombs exploded in my brain all day. I ranted a ribbon of griefs to the bed as I changed it an...

Present Today was wrapped in pale silver paper. It rained from the time I woke up alone to this moment when I'm sitting by mysel...

I packed a few things in a paper bag ran out to the car and raced off quickly before you noticed. My phone rang almost immediately....