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A choice that I made

It was supposed to be until the end

The one and

Only,

Again.

Abandoned amidst predictions

Now true,

Watching as life goes on for others

But not for me.

September Song Project

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HUMAN NATURE

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Forgiveness
Second Chances
Grace
Do Overs

We Don’t Like
To Think Of Ourselves
As Cold
Unforgiving
Prejudicial
Or Judgmental

Tri-Haiku IV (Change)

And as winter comes
I am yellow with summer
Sunshine in my mind

But as summer fades
Yellow changes into blue
Winter takes a hold

And as my palette
paints here a changing picture
the canvas moves on

Autumn Lovely

Raining now and cooler
Autumn’s finally gotten hold
But there’s still a little warmth out there
and it’s not yet all that cold

November II

No. 3 of 12 in the Jemverse ’12 months II’ series

November and the brittle chill
settles on the land
Winter time has come to stay
felt by its colder hand

Eleventh of Gregorian
Chrysanthemum its flower
Topaz as its birthstone
to give the month its power

The Circle II

This time of day it changes
at each different time of year
Certain little nuances
as morning time draws near

Farewell Poem for Kitchen

House empty, I’m in
the pilot light, an eye unblunk in the stove
that yawns, I remember,
the delicious and burnt feasts I cooked here
wearing only my drawers, small breasts
pulled down by gravity, water spurts that slashed
and sizzled nude skin, split carrots
that thundered in the quiet, in the dead of night
I’d cut chives, brew saffron,
steam would dry out my eyes I recall

Happy World Poetry Day!: An Homage to Maya Angelou

I Will Try

So little do we value words
That lift and breathe and fly.
Some still use words that no one should.
Regardless, I will try.

Endings

It’s easy to see the beginnings of things,

not so easy to see the endings.

With eyes like cameras,

the silent guide

can tell you things

you will not believe.

Nature’s evening slumber

Upon the ground this time of year
the yellow, red and gold
A carpet of pure loveliness
from trees both young and old

Crunchy in the sunshine
fragrant in the rain
It always brings a certain cheer
when autumn comes again

The Yellow

Underneath the canopy
the yellow on the ground
the changing of the seasons
as autumn comes around

WATERCOLOR WORDS

By Charles Robert Lindholm 

watercolor words
washing across
the white of an 8 1/2 by 11
piece of paper
changing it’s color to blue 

Cutting the Apron Strings

Childbirth
Nursing the hungry infant
Weaning from breast and bottle
Teaching the toddler to walk

Metamorphosis

Can a cigarette warm
the coldness of a soul
that stopped giving a damn
about it all?

Can a touch restore
the blood into the veins
of a body that’s been buried
under a million chains?

A test of time

Against the blue the old Town Hall
with yellow ochre walls
Declares aloud his history
from ageing hallowed halls
In Brighton now amidst the new
it stands aloof to change
Whilst all around the architects
make plans to rearrange

Change

The ocean’s waves come quietly ashore,
Then disappear as quickly as they came.
No matter what the sand was like before,
When water leaves, it’s never quite the same.

Unclogging The Mind

There was this time
When I sat
Clogged with the thoughts
Of little things
That I did mind

That restless night
That uneasy mind
Took a toll
Over a lot
Of my precious time

Moments of Change

And in the low of the eve the cotton seed spins timelessly.

The harp, the home, the houses we know

are like catalysts of change.

Handful of yellow

I had a handful of yellow
but I let it all go
and now I’ll not find it
’til Springtime I know
It was careless of me
for I had it right there
like a smile on the breeze
just ready to share

Saturn Peering through His Ring, Dreaming in the Dark

Ten thousand one wings in the lion’s ring,
Holy and houndish in pursuit from mountain;
Trembling are the shadows of the dogdayed age,
Widowed from the Summerland, adieu.

Seeking

.

Ebon shades Seeking

Adaptation Whispering

Change cries on the wind

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Glow – #DailyHaikuChallenge

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Setting sun of Change

Seasons Stir new emotions

Warm Glow of New Hope

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The change of a Phoenix dying – October 26, 2016

The change of a Phoenix dying

time’s passin’
and when I look ’round
ideals gone
fires quenched
inside the secret mirror
well, everything changed

Time for Change, HAIKU

Spread-eagle pancake
Splattered about rock bottom.
My free fall is done.

October dawned

With rain today October dawned
Autumn’s finally here
but I’m grateful for the summer
which has brought us lots of cheer

Stairs & Visions

Swinging
gondolas on
the sea, we rock,
are swept, into the
roll and run and ring of

dream.

We are unsure of what can and cannot be;
we place our wishes down and wait.

Unright

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Breath of Morning Light

Beating Pulse

Of something

Not right

It Takes Courage

It takes courage to admit that the life you’re currently living isn’t making you any happier..
It takes courage to realise that your life is tailored to a size not your own..
It takes courage to notice that the path you’re walking through is not meant for you..
It takes courage to become aware that your inner values do not match the daily things you do..
It takes courage to finally stand up and admit that all the dreams you once had have fallen through..