Whispers in the Moonlight © Linda Moon In the translucent sheer fabric from the light of the moon, she danced in seduction with the rhythmic salt water meeting the land and the sea. She felt the warmth of the granular sand embracing, emerging, under her feet, much like the warmth of a kiss upon her lips. A warm breeze intertwined the strands of her dark … Continue reading Whispers in the Moonlight
For as long as I can remember, I have searched for a way to live more fully as me. I needed to know how to truly live intentionally each day; with each moment that would move me through life gracefully with purpose.With each year that has passed, I became aware of my deepest desires and dreams but I had truly never learned to just “be.” … Continue reading Life in a Bed of Flowers
I am so honored to have been chosen and published at Spillwords. Words cannot express how grateful and honored I am to be a part of something wonderful! Spillwords.com presents: I am Enough, poetry written by Linda Moon, who self-describes herself as a lover of unspoken language. Source: I Am Enough Continue reading I Am Enough
In my solitude I hear secrets about me only told to the flowers. A voice whispering from stars to dust, from gates of gold to soil. It says: “You are a collection of all the peopleyou have ever loved ~*~ Continue reading Thoughts in Solitude
“Maybe truth is not a curse, but a present waiting to be opened.” There’s a lesson that keeps reappearing in my life. I twist, I turn, and no matter how I look at it, I know the truth deeply resides within me and the ones I love. And each time, when truth must be revealed , I ask myself, do I dare to open my … Continue reading Our Truth Within
Thru the blur I see pieces of a shapely colored mosaic The smell of baby powder And hear the beating of your heart against my chest As you took your first steps upon a soft white carpet. The world whispered with its lips through the wind Coaxing as the sea came to the shore Covering your feet for the first time. I hear the rippling … Continue reading Through the Eyes of a Mother
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