Opened Doors

Joint Poetry by Venkataraman L.N. and Joseph Kurian

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THE FIRST SUNRISE OF JANUARY

By Charles Robert Lindholm

The First Sunrise Of January
Always Leaves Me Wondering
What Lies Ahead
Just Out Of Sight
Over The Horizon
In My Tomorrows

And Then It Leads My
Mind Back Over The
Last Year And
Way Back When Too

Recalling
Moments And Memories
And What If’s And
Might Have Beens

Things That Never Were
But Could Have Been
And The Happiness
That Was And
The Blessings
That I Have

Regrets
And Bittersweet
Memories Escape
Their Cell

Deep In My Heart
On The First
Sunrise Of January
Before Being
Escorted Away

Sometimes The Heart
And Soul
Need To Reflect,
Remember And Wonder,
So They Will Be
More Grateful,
And Happy During
The Coming Year

The First Sunrise Of January
Is The Demarcation,
The Ending And Beginning,
One Year Passing Away Into History
As The New Year Is Born

The First Sunrise Of January
Is The “First Time”
You Get To Make An X
On The New Year’s Calendar

Copyright © 2020 Charles Robert Lindholm – The Reluctant Poet
All Rights Reserved – 12-31-2020 – 05:45 a.m.

Inspired By Sadje’s – One Liner Wednesday – Quote

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THE HERE AND NOW

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Dreams Of The Future
Bring The Sweetness
Of Possibilities
And Hope

THE HERE AND NOW

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Dreams Of The Future
Bring The Sweetness
Of Possibilities
And Hope

Parallaxed

 

Memories are slim chance shadows
That glide between the light and darkness

Imagination is a fat cat
Waiting to swell our indifferences

23:32

Fear.

A MATTER OF TIMING

By Charles Robert Lindholm 

Someday I will die
and so will you
but here’s what
we should do 

Let’s avoid
Someday

LIFE CYCLES THROUGH THE SEASONS

By Charles Robert Lindholm

The fall winds have stolen
the leaves from the trees
and layed them on the ground
in litters of types and colors
before they are carried
away in a gust

HAIKU: NO TIME TO WASTE

By Charles Robert Lindholm 

I Hear Tick Tocking

Earth

​*Alliteration Poem – Earth*

17th Oct’17  ~by Venkat

Edges evolve, epitaphs etched
Eyes echo, ears ensnare
Ears enchant, eyes eschew
Eagles exude, embers emaciated

HAIKU: I WAS TOO BUSY

By Charles Robert Lindholm

I was too busy

HAIKU: SOMETIMES I WONDER

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Better that we know

HAIKU: A WORD FOR DREAMERS

By Charles Robert Lindholm

A word for dreamers

Let us Go Back

The past holds the future.

Don’t be chased. Don’t be chained.

Forget it and we tumble.

Go back and make peace.

HAIKU: MAKE YOUR DREAMS BIGGER

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Make your dreams bigger

DWINDLING

By Charles Robert Lindholm

My future days

dwindle

 

Wish A Better Future..

I stood by my will
To cheer my little
My darling wanted a gift
Which went off with a drift

To cheer my little
For she wanted more dolls
Those shells around
Had once fell with a sound
She wished for children to play
But they vanished falling prey

I Am Truth

© Photo by Doug Hahn

I am truth
in its most natural form;
I have brothers and sisters who are
different
tho just as true.
I sometimes stand alone

Reflecting

credit: flickr.com

Often we stop what we are doing to reflect
Thoughts seem to roam like a grazing cow
Looking back at some detail or event passed
We might ask our self who, what, why or how.

The Bottom-Line

© Photo by Linda Rose

Eyes only on the bottom-line,
we seek to build, but not refine.
For profit’s sake, we play with lives
with silicon brains, traces and wires.

Track To Kindness

The poem pierces the night
a whistle that rounds the track
awakening the memory of
what not yet has happened

i in the sky

Towering like a monolith
up into the sky
Brighton’s i-360
is really, really high
Dwarfing the remains
of the ruinous West Pier
it stands alone just waiting
for the summer to appear

After

Photo by R. Rensberry

 

Here after here
Gone after gone
Month after month
Dawn after dawn

Laugh after laugh
Tear after tear
Dusk after dusk
Year after year

Where Lies The Present?

where lies the present?

where lies the present?
so precious

Music Says So Much

Feelings are something we all have
Whether we try to avoid or ignore
They make us who we truly are
Without feelings, we can’t be sure.

Extinction

Thoughtful day on what society is coming to be
Looking around today, there is so much to see
Was I raised in that much simpler a time to live
Maybe parents had morals and discipline to give.

Reminisce

Looking back over the past is universal
Everyone spends some time reliving events
Those we’ve met and decisions we’ve made
Representing times of joy and some laments.

Snake and Ladder

again in Peter’s format!

Hopping moment to moment

Life unexpectedly turns

As a pair of dice

In our palm