Linda Marie Van Tassell
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God Is A Ghost On Wrens' Nest RoadA Poem by Linda Marie Van TassellStanzas spill from my eyes and trail the moon for the loves ones whose life has ebbed away. |
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What People Want and People SeeA Poem by Linda Marie Van TassellPeople see what they want to see, but they don't live inside of me. |
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November Fell In The Bole Of A TreeA Poem by Linda Marie Van TassellTheir eyes will never see tomorrow. |
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Sun-Spun and SmolderingA Poem by Linda Marie Van TassellI see you as a phoenix rising ... |
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Dream Of You, Me: WeA Poem by Linda Marie Van TassellI stoke the fires of autumn with my quill and unfold in silence each memory. |
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Pause Between The LinesA Poem by Linda Marie Van TassellMy lashes sweep the waning light. |
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This Is The Life!A Poem by Linda Marie Van TassellThe sound of music is in my shell. |
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CeridwenA Poem by Linda Marie Van TassellLove can be bitter and love can be sweet. |
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Little Moon FlowerA Story by Linda Marie Van TassellA Night Of Dreams Is Born In The Black Night Of His Hair ... |
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In This Moment, ForeverA Poem by Linda Marie Van TassellDrinking delight in the heart of love ... |