Twin Swans

Newton Ranaweera

Beauty is doubled by adding beauty,
Hosts and guests with their gorgeous hue,
How so serene, so tranquil this scene to see!!
Green when doubly mixed with white and blue.

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Pink and gorgeous

It was there in mid April
delivered with grace
Pink and quite gorgeous
and right in my face

The last of it…?

Thought we’d seen the last of it
in the sunshine yesterday
So little did we spare a thought
for more snow on the way
And yet first thing this morning
another blanket on the ground
white replacing yellow
with snowfall all around

Demimondaine

Her midriff is a rumba, she skims the dance club’s lights, flitty beetle
with a hard shell and the taste of vegemite,

and the musk of a jaguar; of all these people crammed here
she has the strongest bite.

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Sheltered Rhymes

Heard the words from your mouth,

That all things either end or head south;

After forgetting about the moment hear and now

Neglecting the good, golden rays falling upon the brow

Azores Evening

Moonlight  has banished an ocean of stars,
pouring  molten silver across the water.
Murmuring waves remember a primal ocean,

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Butterflies

Tattoo

Those beautiful lines etched on your skin
the art speaking for itself
emotions oozing out from each
drop of Ink

Broken Breakwater

Progress and safety and
longshore drift
have taken their toll
with budget and thrift
So, rare the breakwater
today you will find
Most hidden away
to low water confined

My Old Book of Poetry & Prose.

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Christmas Mummer – December 18, 2017 (tanka)

eventide
waltzing through the street
winter mummers*
twirling golden fairy lights
one for every season

gsk ’17

HAIKU: THE BABBLING BROOK

By Charles Robert Lindholm

The Babbling Brook

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Mother Nature (2) – Forsythia

Celebrating nature over
seven vibrant days
Her hand of wonder covered
in seven different ways

Day two and it’s Forsythia
which gets a special mention
for ‘yellow’ has to feature here
and was always my intention

Mother Nature (1) – Lavender

Celebrating nature over
seven vibrant days
Her hand of wonder covered
in seven different ways

And today I start with lavender
my favourite by far
Its colour and its fragrance
to which I am particular

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Beauty Everywhere

Sun shines bright on Llanishen
which with a leaf here from my book
You can find beauty anywhere
if you just take a look

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I ONLY HAVE MY WORDS

By Charles Robert Lindholm 

I only have my words
to show you
the dreams
that I can see,

Virginia’s bid for glory

Virginia’s changed her colour
and gone on a crash diet
Her body has diminished
but she’s keeping far from quiet

From green to red her foliage
with vibrancy remains
Her bid for autumn’s glory
with five leaves red she claims

SHE WAS INTOXICATING

By Charles Robert Lindholm 

I had heard
from others
that she was
stunning
but they never could
put it in words
that made sense 

The red

I stopped, reduced to tears
when the red before me lay
Tear of joy for splendour
shown to me upon this day

Walking down an avenue
trees on either side
Then this, the most spectacular
to leave me misty-eyed