Your heart, like a bird
fluttering, testing the winds
of change in your soul
before taking flight.
Breath-taking fibrillation
shocks us to the now
where a breathe can hang
like mist in the frozen air
then crash to the ground,
tiny icicles
shatter, chime through the silence
“it’s time to go home”
The older I get
the more sunshine I require.
Quit blocking my light!
#194
Red velvet cupcakes,
heated pool, and happy hour.
Poetry in life.
#183
My CD "New Traditions" is available for listening or digital download
My CD "Breathe" is available to listen to or for digital download
Linda Studley is a writer, songwriter, independent recording artist, and sometime graphic artist living in Northern BC, Canada
Linda Studley 