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Saturday, April 13, 2013

Safe Am I

Cloaked and hidden,
enshrouded with fears,
tears locked up,
unknown for years

Body shaking,
beginning to cry,
tears overflowing,
not knowing why

Memories surface,
exposing deep pain,
beginning to feel,
sorrows and shame

Feel the feelings
let them flow,
freely like waves,
then, let them go

Freed, once again
to smile, until
a trigger erupts
another minefield

Will this pain
ever come to an end,
or, will it repeat
again and again?

Knowing I have been
through this before,
I know how to ride
the waves once more.

Courageously, I face the pain,
wave upon wave rolls by,
old, buried feelings pass
once again. Safe am I.

Precious Linda, c. 2013

Friday, April 12, 2013

Ice Cream - A Cinquain

Ice cream
Colorful dream
Too many scoops went plop
Delightful joy, turned to sadness
Street paint

I thought I'd try a cinquain today.

Precious Linda, c. 2013

Thursday, April 11, 2013

Captivated by Moving Grace

mesmerized,
her body glided
across the stage
moving lithely
with grace

a pirouette,
twirling and
spinning,
unbelievable
outstanding

extending her leg
above her head,
arching her back,
she fell faultlessly into
his awaiting arms

gently raising her body
above his head,
he twirled her,
a human arch,
delicate
balanced
beautiful

with controlled tension
and beautiful grace,
he gently lowered her body
to the floor
and the two
danced
as one

back and forth
across the stage,
stepping lightly,
barely touching
the floor
or the other’s hand

breathlessly,
I watched
the two
dance as one

from the depths
of my being
I applauded,
with tears of
   joy
    delight
         awe and
            amazement
streaming
   down
       my 
          face

captivated
by the beauty of
beholding
two
become
one
in the
movement
of
grace

Precious Linda, c. 2013


Wednesday, April 10, 2013

Transformation

pit
patter
splatter
splat
pitter patter
pit pit pit
crystalline delicacies
growing
one
solitary
drop
at
a
time
enveloping
dark
silhouettes
against
moonlit skies
transforming
dark drab dreary
into
a
feast for the eyes
a
dazzling display
of
sparkling
delight

Precious Linda, c. 2013

Tuesday, April 9, 2013

When She Became I

when she became I
it became me
she was no longer a child
but was set free
to be
me

Precious Linda, c. 2013

Monday, April 8, 2013

ALIVE!


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    I       e       l
            
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   h                r
      e           o
         r      f
           e


            I

          a m

                     E!!!
                 V
     A      I
         L     


Precious Linda, c. 2013


Sunday, April 7, 2013

MY PINK LADY

My favorite bike
Yesteryear’s gift

Probably the best in town
It coasted wonderfully
Never let me down
Kept my money inside the headlight

Looked beautiful – pink, with aluminum fenders
Always ready to ride
Did not have more than one speed
Yet coasted like a charm.

Precious Linda, c.2013