Pour a cup of thought,
gulping words as you tip the book,
some witty phrase
or concussive publication,
until the liquid saturates your brain,
as you contemplate the weight of snow and rain
and the airiness and lift of sun and light.
All manner of heroes and monsters,
drunk from that large cyclopedic cup.
Let Me Be Your Blanket
Let me be your blanket,
and keep the deep chill
of others’ coldheartedness
from freezing your growth.
I will dry your dangling tears,
before they stiffen against your eyes
and obscure the beauty of the world.
I will give you freedom:
from cloudy opinion,
and middlebrow mindlessness,
to share with me the music
you hear when you’re alone,
if that is your wish.
I will give you books:
And you can stuff your shelves,
for as you read,
so shall you do.
and you will learn.
I will give you flowers:
roses as sentries along your drive,
glistening crystals of dew upon their skins,
flourishes of daisies and orchids.
I will give you moonlight:
Meek astral beauty,
within the full moon of May,
after the mauve sunset
is reflected upon the top of the sea.
Let me be your blanket
and cover you with sheer glory.
Linda Imbler is the author of three self-published poetry collections. Soma Publishing has published two more of her poetry books, “The Sea’s Secret Song” and “Pairings,” a hybrid of short fiction and poetry. Since writing her first poem four years ago, her poetry and short stories have appeared both locally and internationally. In addition to putting pen and paper to inventive use, Linda is an avid reader and budding illustrator. This writer, yoga practitioner, and classical guitar player lives in Wichita, Kansas with her husband, Mike the Luthier, several quite intelligent saltwater fish, and an ever-growing family of gorgeous guitars. Nominated once for a Pushcart Prize and twice for a Best of the Net. Learn more at lindaspoetryblog.blogspot.com.