HAIKU: YOUR CHRISTMAS LOVE

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Does Your Christmas Love

I WANT A GOOD SAMARITAN GOVERNMENT

By Charles Robert Lindholm

An Anonymous
Good Samaritan
Stepped Forward
And Saved A Soul
From Suffering

I WANT A GOOD SAMARITAN GOVERNMENT

By Charles Robert Lindholm

An Anonymous
Good Samaritan
Stepped Forward
And Saved A Soul
From Suffering

I WANT A GOOD SAMARITAN GOVERNMENT

By Charles Robert Lindholm

An Anonymous
Good Samaritan
Stepped Forward
And Saved A Soul
From Suffering

A Dark Peace

I didn’t mean to be found there
huddled in the corner—
red face and swollen eyes
were to have been protected by
the darkness….

Wish for Wings

you stand with your back to me

vulnerable

silent

I, transfixed

by how your wings attach

to blades of shoulders

HAIKU: YOUR CHRISTMAS LOVE

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Does Your Christmas Love

HAIKU: MY BROTHER’S KEEPER

By Charles Robert Lindholm

My brother’s keeper

#Cinquain: The Dark

The Dark

-Linda Lee Lyberg

A time

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Little Words

Little words

Can tumble

Out of

Mouths

Into ears

Wherever Love Goes

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Wherever Love Goes
It Urges Mercy and Justice.

Whenever Love Speaks

Window To The Soul

 

When I look into the eyes of an animal I do not see an animal.

I see a Living Being.

I see a Friend.

Open Heart, Open Mind

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In the Hush of Waiting Dawn,
As Life stirs soft upon the Celestial Tide,

~ Counting Quarters

On the corner

She counted quarters

Dropped by compassion,

Passer-bys

People Do

I soothe your fevered brow if it is wanting,

You read me books to while away the hours,

He feeds you broth and silences the phone calls,

She tempers any tantrums, treats the sores.

Poetry Challenge: Christmas

Poetry challenge: Christmas poem.
 
 

A sobering thought

Can I ask your indulgence for just a mo?
and to picture a scene with me?
It’s cold and it’s started snowing
And down there, close to the sea
There’s an empty bus shelter and an old cardboard box
And a man on a bench looking grim
Do you remember that day when you were shopping in town
Can you not remember him?

Don’t Tell Her

Don’t tell her your troubles
For she will listen
Don’t tell her how life
Has been unfair
Don’t tell her it’s hard to get through a day
Don’t tell her because
She is already there

They Know

They see

Us

Before

We see

Ourselves

Gifts

Talent

Beauty

Dreams

Kindness

Strengths

Creativity

Goodness

Greatness

Everything

That Makes

Joy

To hear the beating of the smallest heart

and pause in respect and reverence,

know and honor unspoken dreams,

welcome those with open arms

Greater Than Gold

As I sat eating my meal
Alone in my thoughts and cares
I noticed a little girl
Turn her head and briefly stare

She saw a homeless man with a hopeless look
Who’d been hungry for far too long
Her eyes grew sad from what she saw
Then she whispered to her mom

I don’t know what she said
As she pointed to him
But when her mom smiled
There was joy in her eyes again

Pissed Lullabies

You lay before me nicely decorated.

Despite that you were a weak and doddering sponge of a man.

One who was too undependable to demonstrate love and compassion.

I review your constant state.

As my heart exhumes the recitals of your frailty and your miscarriages.

Though a transient, your face is kindred.

I regret that I only knew you through stories of pissed lullabies,

desecration, and verbal vomit.