Linda Marie Van Tassell : Writing

Broken Moon

Broken Moon

A Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell


The moon witnessed it all ...
The Last Flower

The Last Flower

A Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell


Moving Towards Discovery
The Horizon

The Horizon

A Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell


It's a matter of perspective and how you choose to look at things.
Imaginary Kisses

Imaginary Kisses

A Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell


Tears conceal the memory of a long time ago.
A Flower In The Rain

A Flower In The Rain

A Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell


And the blackness of night loses the moon. I know love will not return to me soon.
In The Grave Of My Eyes

In The Grave Of My Eyes

A Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell


You left me long ago, kissed me goodbye with your long absence. I never forget you. You did not know what to say, but your silence said it clearly. Wh..
Dress Me Like Poetry

Dress Me Like Poetry

A Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell


Dress me like poetry in silk stanza stockings
Willow Was A Widow

Willow Was A Widow

A Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell


Willow is half sleeping beneath the canopy that weeps beside the river, hanging gracefully.
Trilogy of Love

Trilogy of Love

A Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell


Sometimes, love is not what it's supposed to be. It's dysfunctional, hurtful, and turbulent.
My Father

My Father

A Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell


A song of Despair - Sad; but True.