Metal Santas and Other Poems

By Linda Imbler Metal Santas An eclectic gift-a full mailbox. The Publisher’s Clearinghouse hope against the statistics. The unnecessary true name or occupant, who will it be today? All sorted by good men and women in small trucks. The mighty flow of ads, a likely stream of more. The nature of peoples’ ink hidden within … Continue reading Metal Santas and Other Poems

Poems by Linda Imbler

On The Day After Your Medical Moment Your image, the oldest of the photos Lying within this album of faces and souls. You asked forgiveness the day before you died, Then slipped away when my eyes turned aside. The rattling heater cannot stop the chill That is shaking my bones, though my world stands still. … Continue reading Poems by Linda Imbler

Third Place Short Fiction Contest: Animal Plots and Schemes by Linda Imbler

Jasper Beorn, my Sphynx cat, is an ancient soul.  He is also extremely intelligent. He lives with me in a small cottage house along with his brother, the rescue dog Maurice, who is, through no fault of his own, a few pickles short of a hamburger.  Maurice is not the reason J comes across as … Continue reading Third Place Short Fiction Contest: Animal Plots and Schemes by Linda Imbler

The Pinnacle Unrealized is Our Only Hope

By  Linda Imbler The construct of realized man is the ultimate conceit. The finished image of man is a blasphemous myth. We must never believe our desire for perfection was consummated. We must never resist evolution to then be threatened with the sword of Damocles. Life should be transformation. Change should be life’s very quality. … Continue reading The Pinnacle Unrealized is Our Only Hope