Category: Poetry

Another Response From Linda

illuminate 
starting from nothing
can be rewarding,
books wouldn't be written
if an author didn't first
sit down and write it;

i love the act of creation,
making something
of nothing—

adding a little bit of magic
to a world who seems to
have forgotten it,

whispering a bit of whimsy
in a world who often
forgets
how to dream;

nightmares run rampant—

i think it's important to 
create light when and where we can
to illuminate those who have a hard time
seeing in the dark.
-linda m. crate

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Linda’s Back !

i believe in magic
choosing to live
is sometimes
difficult,

in a world that is
not kind;
in a world that profits
off your self-doubt
and your anxiety—

but i think of all
the people who love me,
of fizzy, of every flower
i have yet to see;
of every rainbow i haven’t
glanced at yet or every
crow song i have not yet heard,
every walk in the forest i have yet
to take and every magical thing
i have yet to experience—

& sometimes i stop and remind
myself that i am magic, too;
in a world that doesn’t believe

so i must believe in myself.
–linda m. crate



pain demands to be felt
pain is subjective,
and there’s also
so many different
kinds of pain;

the body holds onto
echoes of the past—

trauma is trapped
in your bones
and muscles,
pain demands to be
felt;

i’ve always had a high
tolerance to pain
but i can still feel it—

sometimes i think it’s worse when
you have a high tolerance to
something because people pile on
and on and on and expect that you
won’t complain because you can
handle a lot,

but i deserve to be thought of
and treated with respect;
i deserve to be loved in a way that
makes sense to me—

i don’t mind sharing your burdens,
but don’t make me carry it all;
i have my own to carry—rarely has
anyone helped me with mine.
–linda m. crate


if you need a journey
when walking around
a carpet of cats
one must be very
careful,

because one clumsy
wrong move and you could harm
one of the beautiful creatures;

so you have to navigate slowly
and carefully allowing each
cat the freedom and space to lay
or move as they wish—

the smartest move would to be
walk around the carpet
because going through it will take
some time and i find often
we’re all in a hurry to get somewhere
fast,

but if you have the time to spare
and need a journey;

perhaps through is just the way
you need to go—
i guess it depends on what you need
to do.
–linda m. crate



just look at the crows
i often have dreamed of
moonlit skies filled
with stars,

i once dreamed
of falling through the milky-way
without a space suit
or helmet required;

simply falling through the
laughter of light that was stars

& learning the wisdom of the ages—

when i returned to earth
nothing had changed,
people still didn’t understand me
and i couldn’t fathom them;

but i suppose most magical creatures
are misunderstood:
just look at the crows.
–linda m. crate

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Friday sent many days at once

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Another Response From Linda

zen is
listening to the song
of the crows,
hearing my intuition;
flowing like a creek instead
of trying to force my way
through a rock—


zen is taking a deep
breath of the forest,
walking through the wildflowers,
getting lost as i count the stars;


zen is choosing myself
instead of the chatter
of the world—


zen is simply being,
drinking in life;
conscious of every action
and reaction,
but enjoying my journey
instead of comparing it to that
of others.
–linda m. crate

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Another Response From Linda

breaking free of socks
chickens wearing socks
quickly lose them,
as they run to be rid of
constraint;


just as i quickly
lost you when you tried
restraining me


found instead a white
butterfly and a rainbow—


a promise of something
better than the
dystopia of yours that you
meant for me to inherit,


you thought you could wretch
into me all your darkness
and you’d shatter my light;


but i rose from the darkness
with every flaming feather—


so in the end you could say
that your socks were barely
any obstacle to my freedom,
they were every bit as weak
as that love you claimed for me.
–linda m. crate

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Another Response From Linda

misunderstood magic
the flying flock
of crows caught my
attention against the
backdrop of a blue sky
so clear and so blue
it was nothing less than a
song of beauty;

as i watched the murder
go about their way
i wondered where they were going—

they love the ravine
behind my apartment,
i remember once i journeyed
there and as i sang and danced
in the creek they flew
overhead singing songs of their own
happiness;

once a majestic crow welcomed
me into my favorite majestic forest—

i know these beings
are misunderstood and full of magic,
just like me.
-linda m. crate

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Another Response From Linda

red capped grotto
in the mushroom grotto
of red capped mushrooms,
i imagine there sings something
of beauty;


dangerous but gorgeous
full of energy and light
whose wings are anything but fragile—


they say you should avoid the
fae,
but i’m too curious for my own good;
would probably try to watch,
at the very least to see what they were like—


i know better than to give them
my name or my birthday
or make any deals with them,


but surely it couldn’t hurt
to watch them?


i can’t help but wonder about
the creatures
who make such lovely grottos.
-linda m. crate

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A story in poetry

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Another Response From Linda

break the machine
imagine living life
so well,
death bows their head;
i want an adventure
like that—


so tired of holding on
just to struggle through
another day,
think we all deserve more than to
simply exist;
we were meant to live—


so many beautiful things in this
world that i have yet to
see or experience,


and so many stories i have yet
to write;


never seem to have enough
time of my own to make me mine
so i’m not sure what to do about that,
all i know is i wasn’t born to be
just another cog in their machine;


and i’ll break it if i can find a way to.
-linda m. crate

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