Bio

Linda Conroy, a retired social worker, likes to write about the connection between human nature and the natural world, and to observe the changing times. She enjoys trying new poetry forms and is the author of a poetry collection, Ordinary Signs.

My
ears
may hear
poetry
and sound bounces in
my brain as melodies brings joy
to my closing eye. A darkened room shines only with
the color I've put there. My true art will not decline. My ankle only hides its limp,
my heel might exaggerate my health if asked to dance.
My thumb sits in apposition
to my right hand, like
poetry
that will
not
die.