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By Charles Robert Lindholm

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By Charles Robert Lindholm

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I’M SORRY I MISSED YOU

By Charles Robert Lindholm 

I’m sorry that I missed you
I know we would have been friends 

I would have liked to have shared
walking some of life’s pathway
with you

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*Alliteration Poem – Home*

13th Oct’17  ~by Venkat

Halves hinge halves
Half hints, half hunches
Halved hopes, halved hats
Hands held, heads hidden
Hearts hug, hisses hush

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RIDDLES YOUR HEART WHISPERS

By Charles Robert Lindholm

 

I hear the riddles your heart

whispers to mine

so our heads won’t interfere

WAITING, SIMPLY WAITING (FOR YOU)

By Charles Robert Lindholm

A little forest cabin

Just off the beaten trail

It’s nothing grand or fancy

But it’s me in each detail

Sitting by the fire

AN IMPROVISED LIFE

By Charles Robert Lindholm   

 An improvised life

no following footsteps

like the rest of us

it’s not what we’ve heard

professed to us

I Cry in Hearts

i cry in hearts

they fall into

my open palms

slipping gently between

my cupped fingers

God’s Valentine

photo by Debbie

 

Collecting pictures of heart-shaped things in nature has been fascinating. However, when I was able to capture my very own moment of a heart in nature I was blown away by God’s love for me.  You see, I believe God works in mysterious ways to bring about good, a future, and a hope for those who trust in him. Jeremiah 29:11-13 “For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you a future and a hope.”

Walking the paths before me, too young to understand,

Trusting in the Lord to take me by the hand.

So many times I felt as though I’d lost my way,

Only to have Him come beside and promise He would stay.

~ The End?

~ The End. ~
Speak not of love and longing

Nevermore this heart to comply

Your essence was so fleeting

Now, how the years have passed by
In youth you were the fairytale –

Oh! How young hearts were deceived!

The Illusion

The Illusion

Hearts Apart
too far to realise
how close they truly are

Ironbridge

Work-a-day sun high burnin’

Growin’ dull, respectful red and cider-cold;

Dawn’s melody slowly turnin’

Becoming familiar, restful, old.

Harvest hopes answered

Ripening to warm-honey gold:

Human Hearts and Spirits

“Nobody has ever measured, not even poets, how much the human heart can hold.”

…But if I might be so bold
While I don’t know the exact amount
From what I have found

Our Love…

Our Love…

Our love is invisible yet I,

See it, feel it, hear it every day.

Our love can move mountains,

Can part seas and climb trees.

Our love binds us together,

And still we are both set free.

Our love protects us from dangers,

And embraces us with its passion.

Our love was once an obsession,

An all consuming heart of fixation.

learning — haiku

hearts together one
where two had always lived
wonderous learning…