Linda Marie Van Tassell : Writing

June

June

A Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell


The memories are stitched in the hands of paper dolls.
Old Man

Old Man

A Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell


His eyes are ancient orbs of light that have sailed life's stormiest seas ...
Sensually Yours

Sensually Yours

A Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell


Seduce my mind, and you can have my body. Find my soul, and I’m yours forever.
That Kind Of Girl

That Kind Of Girl

A Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell


I'm the kind of girl that will melt in your mouth ...
Resolute

Resolute

A Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell


Finding the strength to overcome the haunts of the past.
The Kept Woman and The Harlot

The Kept Woman and The Harlot

A Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell


The apple doesn't fall too far from the tree.
The After of Yesterday's Burn

The After of Yesterday's Burn

A Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell


This was going to be a love poem; and I guess, in a way, it still is …
Stateless Shades of the Shoah

Stateless Shades of the Shoah

A Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell


Ilse Koch - B***h of Buchenwald
He Wrote To Her A Letter That She Might Know

He Wrote To Her A Letter That She Might Know

A Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell


On the beheading of St. Thomas More under the reign of King Henry VIII
A Mirage (Serpentine Verse)

A Mirage (Serpentine Verse)

A Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell


Seems we never know hunger till we see the feast. We don't know the extent of our thirst until we sense the water. We don't know passion until we see...