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If You Would Let Me

If you would let me:
I would hold your hand and walk beside you on this topsy-turvy path called “life”

If you would let me:
I would clone you 6,497,504,520 times so that everyone on Earth could know 
what it is like to have a loving person like you in their life

If you would let me:
I would collect the brightest stars in the universe and give them to you just to 
make your day brighter

If you would let me:
I would wrap up happiness every day in a box with a bright red ribbon and give it 
to you for you to open

If you would let me:
I would feel and memorize every feature of your face so that I could remember 
you today and all of my tomorrows

If you would let me:
I would wake you every morning with soft and loving kisses

If you would let me:
I would show you inside my soul

If you would let me:
I would – completely, deeply, honestly, truly – love you like no other before you

If you would let me:
I would let You love Me

Copyright © Joanne Linsell | Year Posted 2006



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Facets of a Faucet

Before my mid-life realization
My life was like
Sitting naked 
In an empty bathtub

With my knees 
To my chin
My arms wrapped tightly 
Around my thighs
A blank expression 
Upon my face

My skin 
Dry and shriveling 
From lack 
Of an adequate supply
Of that life sustaining 
Elementary particle

Every so often
A single drop 
Of water 
Would hang
From that inactive faucet

As it would hang,
For what seemed 
Like an eternity,
I would see 
My sad reflection 
Within it

As each drop is akin
To a glimpse 
Of actual livingness

There I would sit 
In extreme anticipation
Waiting for that drop
To pierce my parched skin

When the longing would end
With the falling 
Of that drop
I would come to life
To enjoy and be happy
But only for a brief moment
Then the moment 
Would be gone
As the drop 
Would dry up
Just like the other drops 
Before it

They never lasted long
Those moments of livingness

And then one day, it happened
The realization 
That I wasn’t living 
The one life
That I had been given

I decided 
That I needed to live
And gave that faucet
A gentle turn

Now
That once dormant faucet
 Has a never-ending torrent
Gushing from it

And I am not afraid 
That the water
Will consume me
And that I will drown
In quiet desperation

For I know 
That I can float
In the buoyancy 
Of the knowingness 
And understanding
Of Who I Am

Contrarily
The water soothes away
The arid feel
That I have become 
Accustomed to





It has exposed a more 
Sensitive, soft
Sensual, sheathing
That I am now 
Just being able
To feel
Comfortable in

Once the tub fills
I will be completely immersed
By the whole
Of the adhesion
Of the individual drops
Of Life
Each one affecting
Or being affected
By the one next to it

And my soul
Will be replenished
By the living
And the experience
Of them all

Copyright © Joanne Linsell | Year Posted 2007

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My Life - Your Life - Together

I realized today
That I was indeed
“Breathing just a little
And calling It
My Life.”

For let the truth 
Be told
That I don’t want
To breath 
Just a little.

I want to take 
Huge, gasping breaths
And fill my lungs
To their capacity.

This realization took
All but a 
Moment’s reflection.

Just a moment
To completely 
And utterly
Understand

That each of 
My breaths
Can be seen 
As an opportunity
To start anew.

I have been 
Wasting
These precious 
Opportunities.

It was then
I decided.

And I have 
Decided.

With the very 
Next breath
I will start
Anew…



To have a connection
With someone 
That is so natural
That it is only
Understood
At the level 
Of the soul
Is truly a great feat
Between 
Two human beings.

Don’t you think?

Only a few 
Are even aware 
That It exists.
Fewer yet 
Have had 
The opportunity
To experience It.

I feel we have 
That connection.
How can you deny?
Do you deny?

If the winds 
Of change 
Ever happen 
To blow 
Into our lives 

And sweep us upon 
Different paths 
Where the journey 
Of our lives 
Would change 


And whether 
This change occurs 
In this lifetime 
Or the next 
Or even quite possibly 
The one thereafter

You are to know 
That I would want 
To stand 
Beside you 
Hold your hand
Close my eyes 
And deeply 
Breathe in 
The same Life 
That you do.



With that said
I have now 
Begun
To Live more 
Than just a little.

Copyright © Joanne Linsell | Year Posted 2007

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What Could Be

What Could Be

As I look into your eyes
I can see visions
What Was 
What Is
What Could Be

As I close my eyes
I am beleaguered by thoughts
What Was 
What Is 
What Could Be

As I go to say more of the same
I know all has been spoken
What Was
What Is
What Could Be

As you release my hand for the last time
All at once I feel all
What Was 
What Is 
What Could Be

As you turn and walk away
I know I will regret that
What Was 
What Is 
What Could Be

Copyright © Joanne Linsell | Year Posted 2006


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