HAIKU: SHE STUMBLED INTO HER SILENCE

By Charles Robert Lindholm

She stumbled into

If You Could Break Me

If you could break me
how many pieces would you strive for?

A split in two,
have me broken down into fourths,
a complete s h a t t e r i n g –

RAGE

By Charles Robert Lindholm 

You May Not
See It On My Face
You May Not
Hear It In My Voice 

But The Inner Me
You Cannot See

HAIKU: SHE STUMBLED INTO HER SILENCE

By Charles Robert Lindholm

She stumbled into

Furious

Amidst the chaos of life
These calm days
and stormy nights
are your gifts with all my might..

I don’t feel your pain
I don’t understand your state
I don’t know your situations
That’s all in your mind..

Red Cloud

Red Cloud

-Linda Lee Lyberg

The red cloud of anger hovers

And all you see is me

I cower beneath your stare

And beg to be let free.

Omissions

If you don’t wish to know, why do you
slip, slide under closed doors, take to

shadows, slither, hook-line-sinker-er into
the coat-rack with eyes wide, ears hungry;

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Like a geyser
It slams into my chest,
A red wave
Pushing
Trying to crack my ribs
And burst free,
I wrestle,

Mars

Hot slap slips loose the animal,
night jasmine burns in Asia, the Isle of Man
sinks into the Irish Sea, Solomon Islands
grow legs and head north
to eat Okinawa, chop every cherry bloom
into kindling
to feed the storm.

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Bubbling pot
Left too long to simmer,
I feel the crooked fingers
Trying to worm their way
Inside,
Twisting me towards
Anger and rage,
Clamping down,
Withdrawn and icy
I wait for it to pass
Hoping noone gets hurt
In the meantime.

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Irritation
At life and the people
Life puts in my path,
All i need
To calm down and
Relax,

Between the Lines

Fear I do not
As you live
between my actions and fear

Anger I keep not
As you come
between my words and anger

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Five Equals One

I am mute . . .
too much screaming deafens love.
I am blind . . .
angry eyes bring down darkness.
I can’t taste . . .
foul bitterness coats my tongue.

Sometimes the sea

 

Sometimes it whispers
and sometimes it growls
Sometimes it rumbles
and sometimes it howls
Sometimes it’s calm
and as quiet as a lamb
And sometimes it’s angry,
throws its toys from the pram

Pure, for Love

This anger
Seems but a lava, of tears
Erupted, in your shrunk heart
To find a vent out

This fear
Seems but an ice, of tears
Frozen, in your paralysed heart
To find a warm corner

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I feel the demon rouse,
Talons flex
Blood drips, from lengthening
Fangs,
I watch,
Possessed,

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Pound the face
Since they won’t listen
To the polite requests
To clean up their shit.
Detached and watching
The horror movie unfold,

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Red sea rises.
Flooding vision and
Thoughts,
Seeing the mannequin
People,

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Sitting here
Looking at your eyes,
Peace returns
Driving out,
The anger in my soul.

Release

 

Also published on 1000 words

A Bruised Petal

Would you be angry with a tender petal
that bruised under the pressure of your grasp?
Yet at my expression of hurt, frustration,
you turn your dagger eyes towards me,
aim your piercing words,
shattering the shelter of trust
you’ve been rebuilding
in more thoughtful hours.

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Blood red rage
Echoing a distant voice,
Howling anger
And death,
Wanting always

Three Wishes

wish anger
were a whisper of breeze
a bubble of tender death

not rain drops
pinching in grand unison
upon roof of the tender mind

Omnipresent

Fear and courage
Sides of the same cloth
Which side do we wear?

ABC poem: Ex-lovers

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Ex Lovers

Alas,
Because she was not a seductive lass,
Catty, yet with all the qualities of a
Dog, I can’t see what she saw in her,
Ergo, I sit here a wondering…
First of course she did him wrong!
Glory be, isn’t it always like that?

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White hot snake coiling
Inside,
My brain and gut,
Lash out,
Rip out a soul
Or organ,
Bloody, bloody mess,

Regret

In this competition of anger
We go almost out of sight
Your smiles that destroy
Only your ego is left
You lose us in your torments

When you came back
You weren’t the same as before
Your lies spoiled the person you could be

Medical Clinic Visit– Fibonacci (x4)

1—

In
Lobby,
People wait—
Anxious, and hoping
Someone will genuinely care;
Not just shove forms to sign, deliver dire prognosis.

2—

What
Happened
To health “care”?
Professionalism’s
Ice rink: where patients wobble-skate,
Encouraged to buy health, or die quickly (profit/loss).