In the grounds of our Emmaus
Old Portslade village, Sussex way
stands proud a wooden sculpture
of a seagull tall and gay
…
The ‘Big Gay Gull’ was built for ‘Pride’
a diverse celebration
in partnership with charities
for summer jubilation
February 14, 2021
MY BELOVED VALENTINE
By Charles Robert Lindholm
Will
You Stay
My Beloved Valentine
Now And Tomorrow And
Forever?
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All Rights Reserved – 02.14.2020 – 8:00 a.m.
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November 7, 2020
OH HAPPY DAY!!!!
By Charles Robert Lindholm
Are You Happy Now???
Joe Biden Has Been Declared
President Elect Of The United State Of America
I Hope You Are,
And Will Always
Consider November 7, 2020
A Happy Day!!!
A Day In History To Celebrate And Remember!!
BE HAPPY!!!
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November 3, 2020
RINGS AROUND THE SUN
September 3, 2020
Thursday the third
December 25, 2019
CHRISTMAS HAIKU: A CHRISTMAS TREE’S GIFT – REPRISE – 2019
By Charles Robert Lindholm
A Pine Tree’s Sweet Smell
With Lights And Decorations
Is It’s Christmas Gift
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July 28, 2019
Companion & Friend (Ruth)
As her eldest son, I wrote this as the eulogy for my late Mother’s life celebration on Friday 14 June last.
Ruth Eunice Shrimpton
Was Croucher, Nee Dainton
is having a whale of a time
So I thought I would capture a bit of her life
for you in some syntax and rhyme
Seven and eighty years is a
good innings to have for a start
And whilst we don’t have the time
for all of that here
These words have come from my heart
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June 23, 2019
60/40 III (the day after)
To the beach hut for breakfast
after music and laughter
watching the sea with some toast
Here with good friends
in the place that we love
down on the fine Sussex coast
We’ve done 60/40
(well, the birthdays at least)
The anniversary is still to come
It’s been a real blast
and long may it last
as we carry on having fun
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June 22, 2019
60/40 II (The day)
The day has arrived
the one after Solstice
so the light will be with us til late
And here in midsummer
down on the beach
the atmosphere will be great
We’ve friends who are coming
from miles away
we have not seen for some time
So you can be sure
that we’ll celebrate
and that everything will be fine
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June 21, 2019
60/40 I (The day before)
The venue is booked
and the playlist is ready
the invites sent months ago
And now, come the summer
it’s almost the time
for us to get on with the show
60/40 is here
celebratory time
with friends who are dear to our hearts
And come the morrow
we’ll get party togs on
for the evening eight o’clock start
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June 14, 2019
Farewell but not goodbye
November 21, 2018
RINGS AROUND THE SUN
July 4, 2018
CELEBRATION AND REMEMBERING
December 18, 2016
Heaven’s Christmas Celebration
Poetry challenge: Christmas poem.
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Having Loved Ones in heaven at Christmas sometimes makes the holidays very melancholy. As Christians we have a hope others do not. That hope is to be with them again around the throne of God , the great I AM. I lost six dear family members in less than 9 months in 2012. This is 3rd Christmas without them… with the empty place setting, with no present for them under the tree. But thanks be to Jesus for He has set us free! Merry Christmas. Have you ever wondered if they celebrate Christmas in heaven?
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August 20, 2016
Three weeks
February 17, 2016
Happy Birthday Emily Rose
July 7, 2015
A Meditation Celebration Limerick
December 15, 2013
Christmas Season is Here
Christmas poem: challenge.
Christmas season is here
Celebration in the air, far and near
Not my religion, yet brings a joyful tear
To see earth lit up as a bright sphere
Let us fill the world with love, no fear
May 1, 2013
Silver Spring
Drip drip, the snow is loosing it’s grip and Winter Wonder is looking tired. She has been dragging her skirts through the fields and turning then to slush it really is becoming bothersome to her as she does so hate to rush.
But who is this peeking through the cracks in the clouds, hiding in the buds of flowers and calling to Wonder but not too look
It is her little sister the youngest of them all, most delicate and gentle soul, Silver Spring the song birds all do her call.She is the light touch of a gentle breeze that gently rustles through your hair. She runs her fingers along the branches and makes the snow to thaw then dances on our roofs and paths so it disappears some more.
She is dancing up and down the flower beds and whispering to the buds, “Come on my little lovelys it is time to raise your heads! Waking up the squirrels and every animal that hibernates, hurry hurry she gently coos I have filled your breakfast plates.
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