Linda Winchell

Rookie - 31 Points (still working on it! / Chicago Illinois)

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  • Evie Sholtis (11/11/2017 5:41:00 PM)

    I found your poem on this website first but it said Author Unknown. Thought you should contact it and correct.
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  • Darwin Henry Beuning Darwin Henry Beuning (7/30/2017 7:58:00 AM)

    Linda A. Winchell,66, passed away on 25 September 2013 in Ellicott City, MD after an eight year battle with breast cancer. Linda was born on 3 April 1947 in Lubbock, TX. She was preceded in death by her husband, Donald. She is survived by her two daughters, Sheri and Sonja. She has left behind a legacy of Poems and will be missed. Her last poem was Mind Trap submitted 10 February 2013.

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  • Anne Kershner (6/4/2017 2:40:00 PM)

    I have The Quilt of Holes on my computer from 2007. I notice you have copyrighted a very similar version in 2009. Do you have any idea who wrote the original?

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  • Dennis Tan (1/15/2009 4:20:00 AM)

    Despite your being a 'prolific' poet, your poems are truly poetic - some of the best that have crossed my path so far on this site!

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  • Louis Rams Louis Rams (11/9/2008 8:06:00 PM)

    p.s i read a pearl of irritation and a smokers pledge-you hit the nail on the head.
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Best Poem of Linda Winchell

' A Cardboard Box'

Crawled under the house to retrieve
something's that I had fogotten.
While I took them out, I sorted and found
that most of what I'd stored, was damp and rotten.

As I sorted through the memories I once knew
stuck together were photos of me and my brother.
As I pulled them apart, their memories rushed to my heart
past memories now a big part of all the others.

Was more then mold in that cardboard box
there were those memories of things from my past.
But as I now see, they will always be, in my hearts memories
and not those tangible things that just ...

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'Take Me Fishing'

' Take me fishin Paw, ' was a young boys cry!
I have the worms I caught outside.

I crawled in the dark all night long,
In our yard, on the fresh mowed lawn.

I borrowed your flashlight, so that I might see,
The fattest of Night Crawlers, looking back at me.

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