Linda Marie Van Tassell

Rookie - 301 Points (Lynchburg, Virginia)

Linda Marie Van Tassell Poems

1. Wear You 3/10/2008
2. Our Song Unending 3/10/2008
3. Colors And Colors 3/10/2008
4. Trilogy Of Love 3/10/2008
5. My Father 3/10/2008
6. A Flower In The Rain 3/10/2008
7. A Drop Of Rain That Flows 3/10/2008
8. The Ocean Is A Woman 3/10/2008
9. A Flower In Verse 3/10/2008
10. A Living Image 3/10/2008
11. A Love To Call Your Own 3/10/2008
12. A Little Angel 3/10/2008
13. Stairway To Heaven 3/10/2008
14. Willow Was A Widow 3/10/2008
15. Emergence 3/10/2008
16. From Where Do We Come? 3/10/2008
17. My Captain 3/10/2008
18. Why? 3/10/2008
19. A Place In The Sun 3/12/2008
20. In The Black 3/12/2008
21. Blood Is The Rose 3/12/2008
22. Bluebird 3/12/2008
23. Night Blossoms Black 3/12/2008
24. In The Grave Of My Eyes 3/12/2008
25. Lady Of The Sea 3/12/2008
26. Haunted (Double Ethere) 3/12/2008
27. The Last Flower 3/12/2008
28. Misty Mysterious 3/12/2008
29. Outside Of Loving You 3/16/2008
30. If I Only Could 3/16/2008
31. Struggle & Surrender 3/16/2008
32. Shoulder Of Sin (Trine) 3/16/2008
33. Silent Whisper Morning 3/16/2008
34. Solace 3/16/2008
35. Love Lost 3/16/2008
36. I Think It's Sexy 3/16/2008
37. Your Shadow Is Like Sunlight 3/16/2008
38. Naked Truth (Prose) 3/16/2008
39. Imaginary Kisses 3/16/2008
40. Quietude 3/16/2008
Best Poem of Linda Marie Van Tassell

Sunrise At The Beach

Once more - once only - I wish I could be
soft as a zephyr in the morning light,
warm, remembering, what you'll never see,
what I gave and you lost without a fight.

Sunrise splendor of a new-dawning love!
The lush, lustful moments born in a day.
Those moments of magic here and above
blossomed in a most magnificent way.

The longing prevails, try hard as I might;
and the past lives though I wish it would die.
Tangled in tears in the ashes of night,
I caress my soul in the hands of cry.

You'll never know; I'll never understand
why I love you...

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My Father

Save mine eyes from the sight.
I have sought thee for nineteen years;
and hence, have found thee.
I grasp thee to my bosom e'er so tight,
leaving no space for my yielding tears.
Thusly, you have sorrowed me.

Unwavering is mine love for you.
My father, you art all that I have cherished.

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