My brothers, sisters, cousins
Practice their belief
In a bifurcated Reality
Of which I’ve found relief
They were sold a bill of goods
In which I had a part
Way back in the eighties
I Was a Christian, in the dark
11/26/16
My brothers, sisters, cousins
Practice their belief
In a bifurcated Reality
Of which I’ve found relief
They were sold a bill of goods
In which I had a part
Way back in the eighties
I Was a Christian, in the dark
11/26/16
Grandma Linda is a squigily peg in a square hole. Her poetry is aimed at moving the world to love, unity and perfect margaritas. And after years of perfecting the art, she has the skill to paint a better world and make it so.
When she is not serving customers, gazing at rocks, or visiting her grandchildren Linda is writing poetry. And even during all the above activities she has been known to write still.
– Zackary (self proclaimed “Favorite Grandson”)