Thickened Scent of Voices as Images of the Infinite


Thickened Scent Of Voices As Images Of The Infinite



Within the thickened scent of voices,

hear above the buzz of those presently singing.


Lay eyes and hands on fancy sculptures reflecting magic glows,

individuals seeing a different dream,

one by one with an image 

of what they believe Heaven knows in their minds.


A sleeping babe, dressed in a robe of innocence, 

oval eyes and a small mouth,

having no idea of his great journey ahead.



A maiden, graceful  

lush lips of her blissful smile and flowing hair,

and eyes of great delight.



A lady all knowing, yet old and gray,

her life understood and recalled

through filmy windows of the past.

Old age


A dying rocker,

barefoot and bearded, 

saying hello to death, 

perhaps like a wizard he once knew.

Mortality spent


We unravel the mosaic.

We see past the gallery of each mind

to see each of us transparent through to the soul.


Every soul’s true veil pulled back,

like an easel cloth removed,

revealing all resplendent arts and scents of the universe.


  Linda Imbler


Linda Imbler’s poetry collections include five published paperbacks: Big Questions, Little Sleep, Big Questions, Little Sleep” second edition (expanded with 66 additional poems), Lost and Found, Red Is The Sunrise, and Bus Lights, Travel Sights.  Soma Publishing has published her four e-book collections, The Sea’s Secret Song, Pairings, a hybrid of short fiction and poetry, and That Fifth Element, and Per Quindecim. Examples of Linda’s poetry and a listing of publications can be found at  In addition to writing, she helps her husband, a Luthier, build acoustic guitars in Wichita, Kansas, U.S.A. 


  1. this is what poetry should be: full of grace and elegance.

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