Wednesday 27 January 2021

Three Poems by Linda Imbler


Modified Deity While The Seconds Tick Away


A bronzed and ageless god

of vague living

years stumbles down dusty streets, He

has downed the old medicine

like candy to prove history

and destiny are neither twins,

nor that his

past is frozen. His reinvention

of his persona

and identity

transformed night after night

gives me a touch of


Such a shame both

he and time are such


and mountebanks.



Ireland’s Brigid, the safe mistress of sound bodies.

Protects all heroes born beside the misty moors

of Eire in Spring, having stood against all wintry winds.

Healing as the sun rises and again drops.


She watches over the darkling heaths as star beams emerge,

shadowed dreams woven within poets’ stories.

She instills wisdom within the lofty minds of scholars.

She, giver of ink and ideas to bards, writers, and scribes.


Flames of truth welded into the craft of smithing.

The copper glow of her plaited hair as she guides

strong hands and stout hearts both forged and forging.


Patroness of warfare, her complex surveying of skills.

The keening of whistle’s call heard over the peat,

fertility rites replacing those souls lost in battle.


Gypsy Witch


Dressed in full attire

She works a lighted canvas

Top hat with netting

She wants to give him that fiendish twinkle he had in his eye

Tulle bow

She wants to paint him scrying into the black ink of his own cauldron


Fingerless, black lace gloves

When done, the painting will bring him back

A seemingly bottomless cup of whiskey 

She imbibes throughout the day


Locket with most prized possession inside, a lock of his hair


She’s ready to put the finishing touches on the painting


A  flurry of hiccups 

The jerking has moved her brush the wrong way.

A gulp followed by an endless stream of tears.

He has been erased and no magic can return him now.

The locket is also empty.

Examples of Linda Imbler's poetry and a listing of publications can be found at  When not writing, Linda is an avid reader, classical guitar player, and a practitioner of both Yoga and Tai Chi. 

In, addition, she helps her husband, a Luthier, build acoustic guitars.  She lives in Wichita, Kansas, U.S.A. Linda enjoys her 200-gallon saltwater reef tank wherein resides her 21 year old yellow tang. 

A retired teacher, who began writing in earnest in January, 2015, Linda believes that poetry has the potential to add to the beauty of the world.  Much of this beauty she feels can be found in the night sky and, on warm nights, her telescope serves as inspiration for this belief.

Linda’s published paperback poetry collections include “Big Questions, Little Sleep,”  

“Big Questions, Little Sleep: Second Edition,” “Lost and Found,” “Red Is The Sunrise,” and “Bus Lights, City Sights: Nashville and Back.” 

She has three e-books published by Soma Publishing; “The Sea’s Secret Song,” “Pairings,” which is a hybrid e-book of short fiction and poetry, and “That Fifth Element.” 

Linda has been nominated for a Pushcart Prize and has four Best Of The Net nominations.


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