Linda Imbler (Western Voices 2023)

Bio: Linda Imbler is the author of five paperback poetry collections and four e-book collections (Soma Publishing). This writer lives in Wichita, Kansas with her husband, Mike the Luthier, several quite intelligent saltwater fish, and an ever-growing family of gorgeous guitars. Learn more at lindaspoetryblog.blogspot.com.

Figments

Everyday fears,
daydreams,
nightmares,

a trivial phantom,
an awful shadow,

denigrating,
a decaying tragedy,
woven on a primitive loom.

Benevolent fortune, 
a vista of possibilities,
richly patterned.

All one can blithely muster,
of rational imagery.
***

Wendigo

Associated with harsh winters,
breeding under darkened skies.

We, building fires in vain attempts 
to protect ourselves,
heightening our senses,
hastening defensive skills by using 
a more widespread auditory range
to safeguard, 
to shelter our essence from
predatory storms and winds,
from blizzards, tornadoes, 
menacing cyclonic tribulations.

The pure silver glow of bony withered hands,
a grave heart of ice, 
destroying others’ innocuous pleasure.
It’s headed our way,
malignant.
Wendigo;
trespassing into homes through openings
never before known to need protection.

It grows with every meal,
attaches its tendrils to other storms.
Always hungry, a maw never filled,
non-selective for whom it hunts:
Wendigo, ruthless, lord of the shattered,
blows away our pyres and disregards
our legions’ increasing supplications 
for the end of days.
***

 
Smile With Conscious Will

Picture yourself marching mentally through corridors,
splendorous rapture reflected from your eyes.

Delight in reawakening those past regions of your brain,
spurting memories from an open scrapbook of the mind,  
remembering tangerines in a stocking
on Christmas Day.

Pay forward your service,
stimulating transmission 
toward a felt smile.

Work to improve your talents,
and the status of your upcurving reputation.

Be the jocund kindred,
carrying prolific recollections
pulled out from an adored cupboard,
where you packed away what once was foul,
but now is beautiful.

Smile.
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