Wednesday, April 1, 2020




There are people with whom you do not stay
romantically involved.
Their presence and bond quite fleeting,
the connection dissolves.

The ones who occupy your attention for a time,
those you’ll forever dub
as placeholders, who remain
until your true love does show up.

The De-Evolution Of Bandaids

Remember when bandaids came in a tin box
instead of flimsy cardboard?
It’s as if the hurts
don’t need to be protected as much as they once were.

The glamour and illusion of safety
in childhood is today dispelled

whiskered chins
and palsied hands
offer no safekeeping

and the mitigation of unhappiness
is no longer a hope

the illusion of size to security,

falling is still an option,
but now it’s so much harder to get back up.

The Fruits Of Their Gluttony

Like grapes plucked
and placed in a huge bowl of fruit,
perched upon a buffet
for folks to find,
deep within
their whirling, swirling minds.
Life complicated
by dreams unfulfilled,
and the rapacity,
the bottomless pit
of wasted desires.
No contentment,
just resentment,
and bitter remnants
of now useless peels of hate as produce,
strewn across chaotic sideboards,
where live
people with greedy intentions.


LINDA IMBLER: Linda Imbler’s poetry collections include three published works by Amazon, “Big Questions, Little Sleep,” “Lost and Found,” and “Red Is The Sunrise.”  Soma Publishing has published her three e-book collections, “The Sea’s Secret Song,” “Pairings,” a hybrid of short fiction and poetry, and “That Fifth Element.” She is a Pushcart and Best of the Net nominee.  Examples of Linda’s poetry and a listing of publications can be found at   In addition to writing, she helps her husband, a Luthier, build acoustic guitars.

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