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Some Poems by Linda

		           Old Oaks in Winter
                                        Arthritic roots with
                                                              swollen joints,   
                                                  warm in mossy  
                                                                    velvet socks.
Kittens
          A wreath of kittens, intertwined,
      wash each other, purring in the sun.
                                                  One
                                       At dawn
                                                golden blade splits sea from sky.
                                                Sparks fly out across the water.
                                                 Blizzard
                                           Snowflakes race
                                                      with raging wind,
                     slam into earth's swaying, creviced havens.