THE EYE OF THE HURRICANE

By Charles Robert Lindholm

I Lived With A Woman
Who Was Passionate
And Wildly Exciting
And It Was Thrilling

RAGE

By Charles Robert Lindholm 

You May Not
See It On My Face
You May Not
Hear It In My Voice 

But The Inner Me
You Cannot See

Ophelia’s Gift

Rust red sun
Burns through yellow grey clouds

HAIKU: WEATHER’S WRATH

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Weather’s wrath came

HAIKU: MOTHER NATURE’S WRATH

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Mother Nature’s wrath

No Coincidence

We went to North Carolina right after Hurricane Katrina.

Hurricane Rita was lingering, but seemed to be leaving.

The hotel we booked was flooded and closed.

“Go inland seven miles to find another room to book.”

We drove by fallen trees, flooded streets and all the windows that broke.

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Sorry “Haiku”