I AM BLESSED

By Charles Robert Lindholm  

 Every night I count my blessings

and I‘m thankful for each one

’cause I know I‘ve not been promised

I‘ll see the rising sun

 

 Every moment is so precious

every day is special too

but the memories that I treasure most

have all been made with you

 

You are the love I‘ve longed for

You are my dream come true

and I know each day

that I am Blessed

when I wake up next to you 

Copyright © 2015 Charles Robert Lindholm – All Rights Reserved
There is nothing quite so wonderful as waking up with your BELOVED!!!

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A Valentine’s Day Smitten Limerick

Poetry challenge: Valentines poem.

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I’ve been smitten; there’s no way I’d mistake it
And I don’t know how you will take it.

I DON’T KNOW WHY

By Bree Leto – Secretthoughtswithin And
Charles Robert Lindholm – The Reluctant Poet

I’m not sure why
I keep on changing
like I do

I don’t know
if it’s good or bad
I really wish I knew.

I fear with all these changes
taking place inside of me,
others will only notice
the outer side they see.

I wish I understood
what was meant to be,
what’s the point in changing
if you don’t change with me.

Take my hand, my love,

we can grow together.
I will grow
and you will grow,
by my side

FOREVER.

Copyright © 2021 Bree Leto – Secretthoughtswithin And
Charles Robert Lindholm – The Reluctant Poet
All Rights Reserved

Writing with Bree was a real joy and a magical experience!  I was so pleased
to be able to collaborate with such a talented writer!!  I hope that we will be able to continue
writing together in the future!!

Please go and visit Bree’s blog at – secretthoughtswithin.com
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Playmates at Midnight (collab with audio)

IN BETWEEN THE LINES

By Charles Robert Lindholm

There Is A Secret
Hiding Place
I Have
That I Keep

Unknown
To The World

An Instant

In every life,
there’s a moment, or two.

The curve of your neck
out of that corduroy man’s shirt,

Burnt orange,
of autumn; passing of the old.

How unaware you were
that our child-like lives had just changed.

That’s not quite the right word.
They rearranged themselves

Into a new pattern, the right one.
Like random iron filings on paper

Which, when a magnet comes near,
Spring instantly into order,

Obedient to the
Truth of an invisible force.

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SHE WAS MY WILDFLOWER – REMEMBERING OUR LOVED ONE IN THE TIME OF COVID-19

By Charles Robert Lindholm

She Brought Joy
Into My Life
Everyday
And Because Of Her

Light house…

Picture Courtesy: Rick Whitacre

I light up
each evening
before sunset as
it’s my duty,
they say, and
because, I am not
allowed to take
it for granted, oh Moon,
‘that you would arrive
tonight’!

Love definition (Part 1)

And there she was,

Sitting on the silky sand enjoying the afternoon,

Watching the sun set over the mystic horizon of the Atlantic,

HE HELD MY HEART IN HIS HAND

By Charles Robert Lindholm

My Heart
Had Been Shattered
With Pieces
Scattered
Everywhere
In My Life

IN BETWEEN THE LINES

By Charles Robert Lindholm

There Is A Secret
Hiding Place
I Have
That I Keep

Unknown
To The World

HAIKU: A FLOWER BLOOMING

By Charles Robert Lindholm

A Flower Blooming

SHE WAS MY WILDFLOWER

By Charles Robert Lindholm

She Brought Joy
Into My Life
Everyday
And Because Of Her

Meet Again Where the Boardwalk Begins

This moment twists in on itself
A cruel freak show contortionist
Who stares agape, tear-carved
Deltas from his made up eyes.

If only it would twist into a pretzel
With lots of salt
That we’d eat with mustard.
Two kids on a boardwalk,

HAIKU: NO WATER TO DRINK

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Lost On A Desert

On A Surface Wet And Blue

SPEND YOUR NOWS WITH ME

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Yesterday Has Moved Along  

WILL YOU LET ME LOVE YOU?

By Charles Robert Lindholm 

I don’t know who I am yet
for I have not faced the darkest night
nor heard the howling demons
that hunger for my soul

I have not felt the razors edge
nor heard the wooing whispers
tempting me to use it
to let my blood be
the ink of my final poem

A RUNAWAY LOVER

A RUNAWAY LOVER
By Charles Robert Lindholm

She was always better at running away
from the intimacies created by connecting
sexually and emotionally than wanting to stay
for a chance to see if love and commitment
would grow into forever

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By Charles Robert Lindholm

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HAIKU: THE SEA SEDUCES ME

By Charles Robert Lindholm

The Sea Seduces

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By Charles Robert Lindholm

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Words

HAIKU: YOU ARE MY LIFE

By Charles Robert Lindholm

I can’t imagine

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By Charles Robert Lindholm

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Se agapo (Σε αγαπώ)

Se agapó, my dear one—I love you, my friend.
From alpha to omega, beginning to end.

Afraid Of Love

come
and look me
in the eye

you know
there’s tension
between you and I

Substitute Teacher

A substitute teacher came today
Your absence to fill

Passion and Purity

Passion’s precious gift
Exchanged between you and me

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The game we started off to play last spring
Seemed innocent enough to me at first.

Be Still

Be still, my soul! Keep silent.
You roaring waves, lie down.