Linda Marie Van Tassell : Writing

Moments of Memories

Moments of Memories

A Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell


Gardens in winter seem most bare, but seeds were planted yet unknown.
It Spoke No More

It Spoke No More

A Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell


It loved me once, that rose beneath your breast.
Skin Without History

Skin Without History

A Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell


You move through me like a silent zephyr.
Lady Green Leaves

Lady Green Leaves

A Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell


My heart is a green universe, the sky I wear.
Be My God

Be My God

A Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell


You are my religion.
A Hundred Thousand

A Hundred Thousand

A Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell


My body hungers, starves for you ...