LINDA IMBLER
HEARTSTRINGS
What they
have to say,
can be
sung.
What they
have to play,
can be
strung.
Who are
these prophets,
dreamers
of the future?
Who are
these historians,
sealing
past and present’s suture?
Love,
change, peace, chaos,
reflectors
of each age.
Show these
things
through
the music on the page.
Regardless
of the season,
guitars
have no lament.
Sitting
behind these hollow bodies
is time
well spent.
Heartstrings
manipulated,
for glory
and good.
Sit and
listen if you can,
and sing
along if you would.
STAGGERED TRUTH
Once this,
now that,
my
uncertainty fed your fickle appetite.
I had to
rattle your cage to shake out facts,
to see and
hear the truth,
to pull
from you, screaming,
what you
did not want to give.
This or
that, I sorted lies from truth,
seeking a
sensible ingestion
to sate my
own hunger.
Factuality
is now apparent.
My benefit
is constant and certain.
I’m
letting the rattle and shake cease.
HOW GOES THE WORLD
Remember
when actors
moved from
the stage to the silver screen?
So now
goes the way of wood and ink,
and in its
place,
a new
marquee of letters.
The world
is changing.
LINDA IMBLER
LINDA IMBLER is the author of four poetry
collections. Since writing her first
poem four years ago, her poetry and short stories have been published in
numerous journals. In addition to putting pen and paper to inventive use, Linda
is an avid reader and budding illustrator. This writer, yoga practitioner, and
classical guitar player lives in Wichita, Kansas with her husband, Mike the
Luthier, several quite intelligent saltwater fish, and an ever-growing family
of gorgeous guitars. Learn more at lindaspoetryblog.blogspot.com.
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