Linda Marie Van Tassell : Writing

Letters To The Dead

Letters To The Dead

A Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell


My breath gives wing to written words that travel straight from me to you.
We Were Here

We Were Here

A Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell


Memories anchor a path to the past building a bridge between places and time.
See You In The Light

See You In The Light

A Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell


If you are a broken person, heal yourself before inviting someone into your life. No one needs to be cut by your jagged edges. No one can love you w..
Insouciant

Insouciant

A Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell


All paths are sacred, each shadow for good, absolution is a psalm in my hand.
The Night Is Dark

The Night Is Dark

A Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell


The night is dark and docked in my soul.
Members Of The Jury

Members Of The Jury

A Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell


The only difference between a flower and a weed is judgement.
Where Now The Words?

Where Now The Words?

A Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell


Where sunlight once graced the rising thrones, where now the rulers? Where now the words?
The Gardener

The Gardener

A Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell


He planted violets beneath her skin, adorned her lips with an ensanguined rose, folded her hands over what might have been, a half-bloomed blossom ..
Never Forget And Yet

Never Forget And Yet

A Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell


United we stand, divided we fall. Let us not split into factions which must destroy that union upon which our existence hangs. ~ Patrick Henry
Singularity

Singularity

A Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell


I dissolve into this poetic pose. My dress is brimming with the darkest ink, and I fade to ash like a fallen rose beneath a crescent moon on heaven..