poetry

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Ode To Dogs

Ode To Dogs I am blessedto share my life with dogs! Joyfully,living with dogs,akin to jumping in a pile of featherswhile popcorn cascades on your head. Lovingly,living with dogs,akin to being the most popular kidon the playground. Curatively,living with dogs,akin to finding shelterin a raging storm. I am blessedto share my life with dogs! Linda […]

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Adieu

Adieu You only knowsuspected intentions,pray tellingrained conventions. Alashow to opineon this sweetest heart of minewithout a single breath of soulne’er to discern,nor layers of brokennessrebuilt to whole? Good morningor good nightso long,wasted lyric of an unsung song,a melody exists forlornbetwixt ears and eyeslike some evasive dream’s goodbyes. Directionlesswe drift at seaamongst the debris of destiny,this

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Spring

Spring Sun awakes soilwhere buds break free from bondageigniting rebirth Linda Joy Walder Haiku (“Running Naked in the Snow” by Linda Joy Walder, Free Verse Press, 2021) Ride the wave of creativity and get Linda’s latest news LEARN MORE Have a question? Want to send me a message?

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I Pray

I Pray I thoughtI would sit by the water’s edge todayand praypray that the tide would hold meuntil I was a wavepray that the sun would burn meuntil I was charcoal dustpray that the rain would pour over meuntil I melted in the sandpray that the darkness would swallow meuntil I did not have to

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Independence Day

Independence Day There is a day that comes aboutyou haven’t any strength to shoutwhen you can’t catch a single breakwhen every hour is heartbreakyour grievous tears flow from the spoutyou can’t stay in,you must be out. There is a painbleeding from the veinso filled with poison, it’s insanebut they would rather watch it rain. There

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Clearly Love

Clearly Love Sometimes I get so frustratedI swear,one dayI will disappear like the puff of smokemy breath becomesin cold morning air. This morning though,marveling at how thick and lusciousyour hair looks in direct sunlight,I am distracted. As a practical matter there is laundry to fold, and who is responsible for turning the lights off?But right

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Nothing

Nothing This man sees into souls directlynever blinded by his eyes.This woman grieves in core trembleswalking on earth unseen. This child dreams of being loved entirelytending to dolls in their room. This man cries into his pillowregretting the choices he made.This woman dances solo in her kitchendiscovering the beat of inner joy.This child runs in the

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Blue Canaries

Blue Canaries I have no money,only sand in my pockets,still, the blue canaries sing to me in the morning,and I pray to be your first thought,or your last. Maybe one day,we will have a garden togetherwhere the blue canaries sing to us,and we will feed themraindrops and sunshine. Then you will tell me your every

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New Life

New Life You can never get your old life back.It is gone.It is ghosts,dancing in the darkness of your mindor morning light shining upon your heart. You will get flashbacks, but your longingssteal pointlessly from the presentwhere your life is growing and changing,like the garden you planted that amazes youor the string of stars that take

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