THE LOVER OF THE LIGHT ————RESPONSE POEM TO SINGLEDUST’S ————— The Lighthouse On The Hill

By Charles Robert Lindholm

She stands high upon the bluff

a silhouette of one

lonely on the shore

It’s what she’s always done

She is a lonely beacon

that beckons all to come

unnoticed by the multitudes

but cared about by some

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Potions of Love

Joint Poetry by Venkataraman L.N. and Joseph Kurian

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Reminiscence

Reminiscence,
Drug of old age.
Shackled to
Ghosts of the past,

AN EXILE

By Charles Robert Lindholm 

there’s a certain
sadness
in his eyes
that words cannot express

THE LOVER OF THE LIGHT ————RESPONSE POEM TO SINGLEDUST’S ————— The Lighthouse On The Hill

By Charles Robert Lindholm

 

She stands high upon the bluff

a silhouette of one

lonely on the shore

It’s what she’s always done

She is a lonely beacon

that beckons all to come

unnoticed by the multitudes

but cared about by some

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

Love..I just wished..

I so wished to be loved
Love
I was not entitled to..

I have been a lonesome boy
Lonely
I had none to call mine..

~ Living Life Vicariously

Laughter drifted through the window

Flower petal curtains seemed to join;

Sheer happiness, sheer elegance,

Caught on a late spring breeze
Yesteryear memories found their way in

Wafted about the room as did lilac scent

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The winds whistles,
Lonely through the trees,

Distant dog
Now still,

she isn’t what she used to be

I wish I could honestly express rage,
unwrapped like a tornado in summer.
The way you can unfold
and become verbally violent,
but I am too small
for courage.

A Better Man

When I’ve felt lonely
I’ve often found
It’s not the quantity
Of those around.
It’s the quality
I understand
That helped me be
A better man.
–Russ Towne

Lonely No More

When I’ve felt lonely

I’ve often found

It’s not the quantity

Of those around

One Thousand Lonely Stars

I didn’t want to be the one to forget
I thought of everything I’d never regret
A little time with you is all that I get
That’s all we need because it’s all we can have

One thing I never see the same way around
I don’t believe it as I slip on the ground

Lovers’ Day for Lonely Hearts

This poem is dedicated to all who’ll be alone on Valentine’s Day and wish they weren’t.
Russ

Lovers’ Day for Lonely Hearts

This is for all the lonely hearts
Who are apart this Lover’s Day.
For those who seek their soul mate
And for those whose lover is away.

In That Instant

Two lonely strangers on opposite walls
Of a room full of partying people
Each of the lonely hearts wondering
How soon they could go
Without being rude.
They felt they didn’t really fit in
With this popular raucous crowd.

Them and Her

They twittered.

They chattered.

They flattered.

They jabbered.

While she sobbed.

They lavished him with praise

They lowered their heads with grace

Bubble

Lens,
Warping the world into myriad dimensions.
Effervescent,

A mirage.

Caging ourselves

Our doing
Sheltered, surrounded
With the familiar coolness
Distanced from the weird wonderful world.

river

The river runs past the boy forever
each day the same and each moment different
brown and lazy on the surface
such hidden turbulence
oh so cold if you dare the depths