IT ONLY TAKES A LITTLE BIT OF LACE

By Charles Robert Lindholm

It Only Takes
A Little Bit Of Lace
To Ruin A Marriage

Especially,
If You Remove It
From A Woman
In A Hotel Room
Who Isn’t Your Wife

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All Rights Reserved – 04-14-2021 – 2:45 a.m.

Day 14 NaPoWriMo – April 2021
Inspired By First Line Friday
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Cowgirl

I encountered a young Colorado woman, once,
from a distance. Our trails crossed in our personal badlands.

A beauty, she had the raw fire of a mustang.
I caught her at a terrible time in her life.
Or should I say, she caught me.

Her marriage was coming apart,
her husband having lost interest and sunk into cruelty and betrayals.

We never met, except
as passing
electronic ghosts. She writhed and wrote of her pain,
her bruised pride and injured beauty.
She touched us with her anger and anguish,
her soul’s search for beauty nonetheless,
In that state she painted lurid images of
what she would do with me,
to me, what she wanted from me,
pinned against a wall, legs apart,
full of anger, fury, revenge.

LETTING GO

By Nichole Sulpizio And Charles Robert Lindholm

She Heard The Door
Firmly Shut Behind Her
Then Slowly Turned Around
To Take A Final Look
As The Whisper From Her Heart
Said,

“Sometimes
There Is No Going Back”

LESS SAFE

By Charles Robert Lindholm

America’s
Less Safe
Because Benedict Donald’s
Syrian Decision Risks ISIS
Resurgence

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BENEDICT DONALD

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Benedict
Donald Has
Betrayed And Abandoned
Kurds To War With
Turkey (And Russia)

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BETRAYED BY DONALD J. (FOR JUDAS) TRUMP – U.S. PRESIDENT

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Donald
J. (For Judas)
Trump – President
Has Betrayed Our
Ally The Kurds

HE BETRAYED HER HEART

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Sitting Alone At The Bar
Nursing A Whiskey
In The Middle Of The Afternoon
With A Far Away Look In His Eyes

I Sat Down Next To Him
And Asked The Barkeep For A Beer
To Quench The Thirst
Of A Humid Summer Day

HAIKU: THE PEOPLE VOTED

By Charles Robert Lindholm

The People Voted

Depression

Night is here and am ready to sleep

but my pillow is not ready to weep

Everyday it wipes away my tears

But every night I have my fears

I struggle each day to smile

Sometimes it seems forever, for a while

The agony doesn’t ends here

each new moment is a wear and tear 

Inside I fight a constant war

But again love is my only hope I am living for.

Betrayed

Shuddering, I sat helpless while they
Twisted my words
Lied about me

Bittersweet

life offers me

bittersweet herbs

i place them

on my tongue

wake my taste buds

 

The Preface

I paused for a moment, watching the haze of condensation on the outside of my wine glass.

“Yes. It’s true that I made some bad decisions and telling myself that they were made with best of intentions… well, we can talk about that crap later. Bottom line is, I never pretended to be someone’s friend and then moved in on their husband the second that the wife was out of the picture.”

The Boy and the Old Ocean

 

The trust I had in you,
Misguided
Was a stranger to your pull
In your sparkling waves
Delighted
Your will so powerful

Planet Eaters

They came, the planet eaters, they trundled on and on they came upon us quietly so at first we did not notice anything was wrong.

The were tall and they were frightening with a wiry and metal shape, they crept up on us silently and left us wide eyed with mouth agape.

Where once was green meadow is now just dust and sand.

THE WARRIOR WITHIN

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I shall not run I shall not hide

I’ll face the void with my eyes open wide.

I shall call up my warrior from within

and hone my sword the battle to begin

If I must make sense of what is my worth.

I shall do it now I shall justify my time on earth.

Each time the void comes for me

I make the mistake of either drowning or trying to flee.

Why do I do this time after time  both paths are futile

I end up broken, spent and feeling vile.

A Broken Man’s Vow

It took two bad lungs
And a broken heart
To finally tear
My world apart

Barely alive
In intensive care
Hoping friends would
Visit me there

Most were too busy
To visit at all
To send a card
Or bother to call

Who to trust.

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I never saw them face to face but I knew that they were there. The sniper had me fixed between his wires, the burning pin points in my back was his stare.

I could not trust him I could not let my guard slip, one second off the ball and he would fell me like a whip. I had to watch the children and the women too, well I was not on their side and if the boot was on the other foot I’d expect the same from you.

Friend revealed

Raindrops came down

Like a shower of lead bullets

Mingled with the brine spill

From mine eyes and soaked into my soul

But dried up before they reached the roots

The thunder and bullets

persevered

*

Deep inside there is a drought

No rain nor tears could quench

You left me barren and hollow

Spoiled any chance of love and trust

I had to offer a body in this miserable world

Why did you go?

*

The raindrop

I am the raindrop

That falls on her

Cheek in the drizzle

I cool her hot face

Troubled by betrayal

*

I am a raindrop

On your porch rail

I observe you reading

The papers, your reactions

Your annoyance,

Your anger

*

You

You decided not to talk,

you let me ramble on.

You didn’t think it important,

to tell me what was wrong.

You went on with your life,

found other birds of a feather.

You didn’t once remember,

the tears we shared together.