I'm also known in the cyber world as Wordsmith1956.
Live, laugh, learn - and then write about it! I have always believed that learning is a lifelong experience and that people should continue to grow and learn their entire lives. Travel is the best way to
+ more bio informationThe Frog in Grampy's PocketBecause my Grampy lives in MaineWhen he comes for a visit, he comes in a plane.He said he had brought me a present, and I was sure it was a dog,But instead what he brought me was a invisible, hoppy frog!It hopped out of his pocket three times in the car,But the car was so small that it couldn't jump... More..
SEASONSI am so beguiledIn early winter with snowFluffy white in meringue pilesFlung high by yellow plows.I am so entrancedBy spring blooms so brightHints of love, peeks of romanceDoves of white, taking flight.Summer's heat, sultry dusk,Sunsets into the southern skyFireflies alight eves in AugustBound for a dewy humid nigh.Aut... More..
We lived with my grandparents when I grew up, part of a huge family that treasured family time. My grandparents had seven children who proceeded with the desire to carry on the Scott name. Thanksgiving was THE holiday for family gatherings; Christmas was for your individual family celebration. My grandmother would start cooki... More..
His ChairWeary with age, seat worn and tired,Armrests sprouting prickly stuffing.Scents of him in the fabric as tears sting my eyesRemembering.The corner of the room would be so bareIf I moved it. I miss him so much and his chair reminds meOf how he moved me.If I close my eyes in the darkness,I still see him sitting there.I i... More..
August made me long for the return of school. I was bored and ready to go back to jumping rope with my girlfriends; my older brothers were my only playmates during the long summer, and I was tired of being the brunt of their pranks. Yesterday, after they grew bored tying Kenny to the front maple tree and took off his pants so... More..
Edges of dawn,Blurs around the edgesOf wakefulnessPieces of dreamsI can't quite rememberI can't quite forget.Silence and warmthSurround meBeckoning meTo stay where I amI float on wavesOf sleep, of not.Stirring, reaching armsFrom the other sideEnvelop me in loveThe dawn of a new dayBegins in loveEnd in love. More..
My brother told me today that on Friday he was diagnosed with Alzheimer's. He's 58 years old and far too young to have this diagnosis, but, unfortunately there is a family history with this horrible disease. My grandmother had it, my mother has it, and now my brother. I watched my grandmother rapidly go from a vibrant woman, ... More..
Blonde silken strands slipping through my fingersAs her eyelids droop, fighting sleep;"Sing to me, Nana." a sleepy voice, her eyes dreamy,Her thumb working her rosebud mouthSleepy, but not willing to give up the day.I kiss her nose, still scented of her bath."Will you still be here tomorrow?"Her voice barely a whisper in the ... More..
Just go and leave me alone.I've been here many times before.Rejected, empty and lost.I'll be fine.My heart is hollow and emptyLonging for his comforting arms;His words of undying love.I'll be okay.Maybe by Tuesday or Wednesday,Perhaps by July or August,The knife in my soul will be gone.I think I'll be get right.Just hold me t... More..
Helium makes me crazy;One day up, one day down.I write great fiction!I write great memoir!But only my poetry rates high.I've included excerpts from novels,Travels from here to there,How-to's, how-not-to's,Doesn't matter.Only my poetry rates high.Doesn't anyone care that I hate poetry?I don't understand it and it never rhymes!... More..
Linda Batey
Garland, Maine US
Articles Written: 92
Writers Invited: 3