linda m. crate | WritersCafe.org

you're no victim

Because sometimes the wrong people scream wolf.

tedium

I am my mothers, but I am more than that.

thorned

Lost a friend this week, but as she was being really nasty and cruel to me these past few years. It's sad that things like these happen, but sometimes they have to in order for us to have peace.

not all that is yellow is yours

You no longer own the yellow of my soul.

the lessons of nature

Nature has many lessons if we listen.

let's start a fire

a poem about changing the world.

whisper

A perspective of a woman losing her child before it was born.

to be a woman

It's hard being a woman in a man's world.

paws

This one is for my cat Jack who I miss and love very much. May the coyote that killed you suffer much pain forever. I hope that you enjoy this, and, of course, don't steal. <3

azure sky

I don't know why, but I've been thinking about him a lot this weekend and today. I wish he'd just go away. But one day I know I'll pity him, instead of he pitying me.

be my prince

Because every princess needs her prince.

healing the hurt

is this superficial?

Sometimes I wonder if his intentions are pure or if he's just playing with me. I love joking around with him, but I wonder is he really the man I need?

Yearning

A dark and twisted love story. Murder, betrayal, and death of a god. First published on Boyslut.

creaking memories

it seems as if i'm bruised asthe sky of your eyesdotted with their white smilefunny how you go from beingsomeone's everything to absolutely nothingcuts like a knife that you're the onei gave my virginity toa gift you didn't deserve norunderstand the significance of,and sometimes i cry over yourivers..

killing innocence

large maple leavesand acorns litter the yardrain falls like dew dropsburned away in aurora's light,all at once autumn falls over uslike the romanceyou poured over memaple syrup falling over pancakesso rich, so sweet, so truea never ending river of warmth;i thought finally we'd burnone day as proud s..

let's love again

Because hope like love never dies.

never ending love

Because when you love someone it never truly ends.

God loves you

I was really angry when I wrote this one, but I still think the words ring true. Judge not, I know, but I really needed to spit some vitriol that day.

i hate thursday's

A poem about a past love of mine. It's always hard for me to fathom how you can go from meaning everything to someone then go back to being nothing, at all.

instinct

lioness

Hear me roar.

saved myself

Betrayal by your enemies is bad, but by your friends it's even worse.

flower girl

Of flower girls and weddings.

magnolias and lilies

A poem on friendship, remembrance, and forgetting.

my light

A sappy yet bittersweet love poem.

impossible dream

Another love poem. These seem to be something of a frequency as of late.

heartsick

A love poem.