By Charles Robert Lindholm
Softly Sundown comes
to put the day to bed
dusting off the dirt
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Has to come soon from winter's charade the warmth that all now we crave as the weather has thrown its toys from the pram and doesn't know how to behave Has to come soon, the Spring and the Summer it's mid-April and soon will be May so we're well overdue for a taste of the warmth that makes for a lovely Spring day
In the silent refraction of a New Year sun as slowly in the thin Eastern sky its distant yellow rays struggled, January arrived to a silent world Almost as if in slow motion, life passed as through my window with early eyes a perception of a whispered promise echoed across a vacant sky And the curl of a smile gathered pace calming like a summer breeze spoke long vicissitudes with wisdom to a sleepy morning
January first of twenty-three hip hip hip hooray a brand new year to celebrate right here on New Year's Day And we welcome it together with anticipated hope the fortitude of eons mechanism there to cope The resilience of humankind to rise above and prosper whatever this year brings our way a happiness to foster
It came so fast, the iron chill as winter took a hold and shivering we huddled to hide from bitter cold Sometimes we would venture out for food or other things but mostly hibernation from the numb the winter brings
Maybe May will find me on the beach once more as warmer days get warmer and summer waits in store Maybe May will be the one to see those doors flung wide for long days in the sunshine no more the place to hide Maybe May will see these things as they're the thing to do for the fifth month and summer are quite symbiotic too
Emerging from long slumber fresh, I breathe in the first day and, calling aloud her name to the winds claim this New Year's day for hope. For here is positivity - anticipatory emotion. Yet, no insipidity here as this is a cherished agency; one that clings to the soul and sings long and proud and true
Just two days left of the year that has been and I find myself drifting away looking back to the past with a bit of a blast on twenty-one's last but one day It's been one of pandemic but also of hope triple boosted at its end as I am I have exercised care and am proud to share I'm as healthy as I think I can
July the first and summer continues warming up just a tad I presume Cos with May the rain in bucketloads came which continued cool into June
By Keza – Spiritedsoul and Charles Robert Lindholm
Resistance Is A Self Taught Way
A Means Of Self-Defense
To Stay True To Oneself
And What One Believes
A Wall, A Shield
Preventing Being
Caught Up In Messes Made By Others
My Mind Is Full Of Dreams,
Visions And Memories
Replaying Them
Over And Over Again
In My Head
What Once Was,
No Longer Exists,
There Is Only Ashes
Left Behind From Miserable Days
But I Resist
Lies And Hopelessness
Knowing Darkness Will End
When The Light Of Truth Shines
And Rainbows Promise
Better Days
And Hope
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And so March begins
The promises multiply
from nature and man
for spring time and other things
providing wisdom remains
And so March is here
with sunshine already strong
its lack-lustre passed
as it pushes to summer
encouraging new growth
And so March begins
May we please use it wisely
and bring fruition
for it has been a long year
and we are so very close
In layers of grey with blue above
a February sky
caught me unawares today
as slowly I walked by
It promised new beginning
and though naked still the trees
the sunshine brought a warmth
to the fading winter freeze
So, resolved there in that moment
I vowed to hold that thought today
The hope for new beginning
as I went upon my way
When it’s safe I will be out there
in the Sussex I hold dear
on the byways and the beach
where the air is ever clear
When it’s safe I will have music
live and loud as it should be
with songs that sing of life
which will then be Covid-free
When it’s safe I will be hugged
and will hug my loved ones too
replenishing that feeling
of the love I long to do
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
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By Charles Robert Lindholm
A
New Year
Has Come To
Bury And Replace 2020’s
Memories
An
Extra Special
Celebration For 2021
Has Been So Joyously
Anticipated
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Reminiscing at conclusion
of this year that has now been
I think back over all that we
have done and all we’ve seen
As it started fairly normally
at the beginning of the year
when none had any reason
to think we’d shed a tear
But just a few weeks later
all the pubs and shops were closed
with people social distanced
diametrically opposed
the world ran out of toilet rolls
and pasta which was strange
as to a locked-in world
our lives we re-arranged
Please Do Your Part To Help Keep The Spirit Of This Holiday Season In Your Heart All Year Long
And Share It With Others You Know And Meet!!!
Chuck Lindholm
The Reluctant Poet
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