July 20th, 2011 by Linda Jenkinson
- Is it raindrops or teardrops that from thundering heavens fall?
- If the ultimatum is all or nothing is the ultimate nothing at all?
- Do we cling to life just to lose it at death or is new life a just rebirth?
- Is hell below and heaven above or are both elemental on earth?
- Is it dewdrops or teardrops that from gentle blossoms fell?
- If the truth be told, it remains untold for daisies never tell.
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July 19th, 2011 by Linda Jenkinson
- Couldn’t you see that rearranged
- and put just how you wanted me
- that I would no longer be
- she…
- who you loved at first.
I am changed.
Couldn’t you see?
- Didn’t you know that when threatened
- and hurt beyond hurt, I would go.
- We do what we must do
- so…
- I find strength to say,
“This is the end.”
Didn’t you know?
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July 13th, 2011 by Linda Jenkinson
- The Clouds lie in swirls
- As if the Angels were molting
- And the Night Hawks fly swiftly by them
- As if trying to catch a little bit of Heaven
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