HAIKU: IN THE DARKNESS I HOPE

By Charles Robert Lindholm 

In darkness I hope

for the light I cannot see

WORN OUT BELIEFS

By Charles Robert Lindholm 

 
worn out beliefs

from long, long ago

linger inside me

why, I don’t know

Let’s Light Up

Let’s begin anew, you and I; let’s decide
that the world is not meant for us, that meadows
beneath glass lakes, and mountains that move
and speak, and lions and elk that are of human
physique rule over us, but tend to lax off
their supreme duties; that you and I aren’t

Clap

On the banks of religion, I ponder the propensity of holy silences. Its how flow.

Why search with feet and hands, eyes and ears and nose

for a formless revelation, for a voice, or sound,
that is Never, ever nebulous and blank, that hadn’t considered we men and women
would write its noiseless musings, would sketch and paint, stain glass,

THE WORLD IS FLAT

By Charles Robert Lindholm 

‘tis sad that minds are closed so tight
like iron gates in prison walls
locked within their inner cell
with covered ears
and hidden fears

WORN OUT BELIEFS

By Charles Robert Lindholm 

 

worn out beliefs

from long, long ago

linger inside me

why, I don’t know

HAIKU: IN THE DARKNESS I HOPE

By Charles Robert Lindholm 

In darkness I hope

for the light I cannot see

THE POWER OF BELIEF

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Give Yourself the best gift You can give

Give the gift of a belief in Yourself to Your heart and soul

Champion Your dreams and Your heart’s desire

The Power of belief will turn dreams into action

Flutter

flutter, flutter, flutter

they fluttered

my fingers, they fluttered

into winged sparrows

 

What Do You See?

Photo: inspirably.com

 

What do you see?

When life gets so tough…

To the point that you’ve had enough,

Do you see someone worthless, without a dream?

Do you see yourselves as hopeless beings?

Believe In You

If you ever believe in anything so strongly,
then I hope you do believe in you.
And dismiss all the shit that was said to you, wrongly,
along with that damaging self-talk you tell yourself too.

the empty (i)

there is a hole in my stomach

that i dug myself

with scooping hands

shaped with inattention

so i do this unknowingly

like snoring in sleep

i become aware of this

hollow alcove

when i jump into the

immediacy that is reality

when my actions (or inaction)

catch up with me

Belief,

If one day the sky is grey,
and you cannot find any ray.
Or one day you feel the weigh,
and you lost your way.
Believe it someday,

Doors to Truth

every form
every thought
out there

~ Tarnished ~ Haiku

 

Renting of the veil
Ascending spirits take flight
All-Hallows-Eve arrives

O’Prunty
10/26/14

Belief

when I believe in our lives
forged as petals, split
I see the stalk holding us

Ask…Why Not?

The moment of humor
In asking
Why not?
We can be anything

Faith In Few Words

Faith is to believe for sure
For an answer in front of eyes
To hold on with a heart pure
Till the blindfolds rise

Faith is to believe in existence
Of a deep starving need
To dissociate from physical sense
Till you reach the seed