Biography of Elizabeth Lindberg
I'm an artist, musician, writer. Born in Maine, raised in Michigan, where I currently reside. I am currently single. I have some of my artwork on my personal website here: http: //www.webspawner.com/users/elizabethlindberg/index.html
I am basically a happy person, with a good sense of humor. I have ultimate faith in God, he takes good care of me. I've been playing music most of my life.
I play guitar, banjo, mandolin, and a little piano.
I love to compose music, and I'm grateful for the gifts of creativity that God has given me, and enjoy sharing them.
Elizabeth Lindberg Poems
Dreams Can Be Glimses Of Heaven
I hope their are guitars in Heaven, a flute or two would be ok, this is my dream of Heaven, Like Burger King,
The guy was just so snarly, I took to him dislike, the more that he was nasty, the more my tongue would strike,
Legend Of Tears
Tears are really jewels you know, none of them go to waste, they're collected by tear angels, soon as they leave the face,
Gift From Heaven
My eyes have looked upon a thing, that took my breath away, in the velvet blanket of the night, a star came home to stay,
The Legend Of Big Foot
A hairy man once roamed the earth, a hairy thing, was he from birth, the years would come, the years would go, each year that passed, his hair would grow,
Quiet, yet a cricket chirps, one tiny violin, to add music to my dancing thoughts,
An Artist's Mind
Luscious swirls of orange and Red, Oh the passion and emotion! ! sultry blues, that blend the edge, indication of devotion?
Balls Of Clay
He'd found some balls of clay, and puzzled over them, inside a beach-side cave, that was small, dark, and dim,
God Speaks To My Heart
Open door, breeze on my face, I smell the rain, think of my friend, He has passed, to another place, His long struggle's reached it's end,
Once upon a time in Ye old Ohio (really Michigan, but go with me here) lived a writer too dum to use her spell-check,
Love Is Born
Flame of Heart in Passions Rise, The birth of love, in mystery born,
I'm saving my treasures for one, the laughter, the sweetness, the fun, I'll gift him my time, my heart and my mind, and love like the kiss of the sun,
If a picture paints a thousand words so does a single note, tingling on the breeze of life, the sound of love and hope,
I am glad you're gone, Stone across the water, you have disappeared, not much more then nothing,
The sea! The sea!
The witchy sea!
thou art called she,
Thy moods are captivating,
there's danger in thy depths!
there's intrigue in thy witchy heart,
where your secrets are kept,