swimming in the pond
beneath the colorful
it makes me wonder if
we aren't all just fish
swimming beneath the galaxy's garden
of dying flowers?
i want to say no,
but sunsets are so colorful;
i cannot help but think them flowers
trembling in the sea of the sky.
sad song of the moon
pale painted white moon
a face of tragic pain
folded in the petals of her pain,
small yet large enough to command
the oceans and demand respect
from wolves and man;
i wonder if she trusts a single soul
or if her wounded heart
has grown thorns and thistles to protect itself
from love that could tear more wounds
into her soul.
Linda M. Crate is a Pennsylvanian native born in Pittsburgh yet raised in the rural town of Conneautville. Her poetry, short stories, articles, and reviews have been published in a myriad of magazines both online and in print. She has three published chapbooks A Mermaid Crashing Into Dawn (Fowlpox Press - June 2013), Less Than A Man (The Camel Saloon - January 2014), and If Tomorrow Never Comes (Scars Publications, August 2016). Her fantasy novel Blood & Magic was published in March 2015. The second novel of this series Dragons & Magic was published in October 2015. The third of the seven book series Centaurs & Magic was published November 2016. Her novel Corvids & Magic was published March 2017. Her novel Phoenix Tears is forthcoming.
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