Linda Marie Van Tassell : Writing

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A Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell


She is planted that she might flower free.
These Lips Have Kissed

These Lips Have Kissed

A Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell


These lips have kissed and been kissed. You, me: we.
Bitter & Sweet

Bitter & Sweet

A Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell


On Susan Boyle of Blackburn, West Lothian, Edinburgh
End of the Road

End of the Road

A Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell


The weight of his memory was her crushing stone.
Smoothy Little Fruit Thing

Smoothy Little Fruit Thing

A Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell


This little fruit thing just for you, lusting love's fervent rendezvous.
Wrap Myself In Cry

Wrap Myself In Cry

A Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell


I feel so all alone as I wrap myself in cry.