Biography of Linda Ori
Born and raised in the midwest until 1975 when I moved to Utah. I began writing poetry as a student in the 60's and again in the 90's. In between, I pursued a career in nursing, but am now retired and loving it! My poetry has been published in over a dozen poetry anthologies, by the National Library of Poetry, International Society of Poets, Mile High Poetry Society, Amherst Society. Inducted into the International Poetry Hall of Fame in 1998. Invited to read at several conventions over the past ten years, in Washington, D.C. and Disneyland. My poetry has been acknowledged by authors Neal Donald Walsch, and Gary Zukav. I write locally for friends and family, for weddings and funerals and other special occasions. I also enjoy painting and sketching. I am currently enjoying retirement, and my grandkids. I have 3 children,4 grandchildren and 1 great-grandchild.
Linda Ori's Works:
'Fruits of Inspiration Past-Present-Future'
Linda Ori Poems
! I'Ll Carry You With Me !
I'll carry you with me here in my heart From now 'til forever, we never will part, Though all that we hoped for is now in the past, Your memory lingers -the mold has been cast;
As I sit here wondering The purpose of it all, Memories envelope me, Whispers faintly call;
Football! ! !
Football is my favorite game I love to watch them play - Those tightly muscled butts and legs On an awesome autumn day;
Take A Chance
I'm not the one you long for, that you worship and adore I'm not the one your heart is crying for I'm not that pretty sweet young lass that colors all your dreams I'm not your cute angelic girl next door
! Loyal Fan
You can take your golf and the rolling greens You tennis with manicured courts neat and clean Your soccer, your swimming, your basketball scene - None measure up to............FOOTBALL!
' One Bright Star
One bright star in the vast unknown A blazing ember in the night sky shone Reminding me that I'm not alone............... One bright star;
My wonderful son has a way with the girls - He's tough and he's buff, and he has lots of curls - He loves to play sports and he's usually found Lifting, or batting or golfing a round;
Baby, sweet baby, with tears in your eyes Rest your head gently, there's no need to cry, Come let me sing you a soft lullaby The sandman is coming and dreamland is nigh;
! The Frog Prince
As I was walking through the wood One warm and sunny summer day, I chanced upon a lovely sight A swirl of butterflies in flight;
! Baby Haiku
A human blossom Blooming with the breath of life - Totally awesome
' How Do I Reach You?
If I could put it into words - All that my heart is feeling, Would they help to warm your heart Or would they send you reeling?
! Most Difficult Decision
How do I decide Something undecidable - Tears me up inside;
Running scared Through deserted countryside Hiding beneath the trees, breath in ragged gasps - In the dark heavens overhead, tiny 'stars'
There are consequences to everything Intentions have their purpose - So don't deny Or justify -
Sad Green Eyes
You look at me with sad green eyes,
I'm overcome with feeling-
Such deep emotion they disguise,
Yet send my senses reeling; They speak to me of loneliness
And feelings unexpressed,
Of hopes and dreams unrealized
And love gone uncaressed; They cry to me of urgency
To experience it all-
But here you are in limbo