A HOPELESS LOVE AFFAIR

By Charles Robert Lindholm

The Full Moon Calls To Me
As She Whispers My Name
From The Midnight Sky

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THE WOLF MOON – ENCORE

By Charles Robert Lindholm

The Wolf Moon
high
in the night sky
burning

awakens
an inner
instinctive
yearning
in my soul

HAIKU: I CAN’T HELP STARING

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Your Eyes Entrance Me

A Flickering Fire’s Flame

THE BEST OF 2018

A Look Back At The Reluctant Poet’s Best Of List For 2018
Thanks To All For A Great 2018 And Best Wishes To You For A Wonderful 2019!!

Thanks for being a part of my life this year!!!!
Chuck
The Reluctant Poet

THE EYE OF THE HURRICANE

By Charles Robert Lindholm

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

SMOKE SIGNALS

By Charles Robert Lindholm

You Think Things
Are Going Well
You’ve Been Together
For Awhile Now

A TENDER MOMENT PASSES

By Charles Robert Lindholm

A Tender Moment Passes
In The Wee Hours Of The Night
With A Glimmering Hope Of Passion
And A Spark That Might Ignite

SURRENDER

By Charles Robert Lindholm

The Last Act
Of A Broken Heart
Is Surrender,
A Final Letting Go
Of A Love That Has Died

A HOPELESS LOVE AFFAIR

By Charles Robert Lindholm

The Full Moon Calls To Me
As She Whispers My Name
From The Midnight Sky

THE SHANGRI LA OF US

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Life Is So Fast Paced
Anymore
And Time Seems So
Fleeting

With Us
Rushing Around
In Our Own
Little Whirlwinds

The Roses
Go Unsmelled
Along With The Coffee,
Too

We Are Always
Leashed Up
To Electronics
And The Whole
Wide World
Around Us

While The Important
And The Lovely
Are Left Unattended
And Not Admired

I Want To Stop
Our World
From Spinning
Around Us
In A Vortex

I Need To
Hold You
In My Arms

And Look
Into Your Eyes

For You Are
My Anchor,
You Are My World
And All That
Really Matters
To Me

We Need To
Protect
The Shangri La
Of Us

So We Can
Grow Old
Together
And Still Be
In Love

Copyright © 2018 Charles Robert Lindholm – All Rights Reserved
Inspired by a comment to my friend – Beth of Midwest Fantasy

THE SHADOW OF US

By Charles Robert Lindholm

The Light Of My Life
Has Left Me
Running Away
To The West

PRODIGAL LOVER

By Charles Robert Lindholm

She Sailed
Into The Sunset
Never Looking Back
Or Waving

Without A Care
Or Second Thought
She Left Me
For Anywhere But Here

MESSAGES MEANT FOR YOU

By Gina Gallyot And Charles Robert Lindholm

Between The Secrets And The Sadness
Hidden In Cracks And Crevices
And In The Shadows
Of The Spaces
Between Lines Of Poetry
Are Messages
Meant For You

I COULD SLEEP IN A SMALLER BED

By Charles Robert Lindholm

I Could Sleep In A Smaller Bed
There Is No Physical Need
For Me To Have All The Room
Provided By A King Size Bed

AN INTIMATE KISS

By Charles Robert Lindholm

I Wait For Her
In The Backside Of The Night
At The Place We Always Meet,
My Old Desk,
Where I Always Go To Write

UNWANTED THOUGHTS AND MEMORIES

By Charles Robert Lindholm

I Sit Alone
In The Silence
Of Another
Day Ending
In The Midst
Of A Darkening
Room

Shadows
Creeping
Onto The Walls
Chasing
The Light Away

INTIMATE INTENTION

By Charles Robert Lindholm

I  Arrived At The
Midnight Oasis
Around Eleven P.M.

YOU KNOW MY HEART

By Charles Robert Lindholm

She Heard Me
Reaching Out To Her
With The Words
I Whispered
Softly Each Night

UNINVITED MEMORIES

By Charles Robert Lindholm

I Have My
Favorite Memories
I Always Remember
To Take Along
When I Dream

A STARRY NIGHT

By Charles Robert Lindholm

A Starry Night Shines

As We Watch The Majesty

SHE WAS MY ANGEL

By Chalres Robert Lindholm

She Was My Angel

And Lived With Me, For Awhile

MEANT TO BE’S

By Charles Robert Lindholm

There Are Moments
In Our Lives
That Are Meant To Be

OLD LOVE STILL REMAINS

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Old Love Still Remains

In The Darkness Of Your Heart

LOVE NEVER DIES

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Love Never Dies
Though You Think It Has
You’ve Tried To
Kill Off Past Loves
And Memories
And It Seems
Successful

THE BITTER END

By Charles Robert Lindholm

It’s Hard To Hear
The Truth,
To Have It Stare
You In The Face

LISTENING TO WHISPERS

By Charles Robert Lindholm

She Sat On A Hill

SHE WAS ALWAYS FREE TO GO

By Charles Robert Lindholm

She Was Always Free To Go
And So, One Day She Finally Did

HER MOSAIC HEART

By Charles Robert Lindholm

He Left Her
With Her Heart
In Pieces On The Floor
Shattered In The Moment
He Said, “I Don’t Love You Anymore”

She Sat Alone In Darkness,
In Silence And With Tears
And Finally Found The Pieces
She Had Searched For Through The Years

She Rescued All The Pieces
Left Lying On The Floor
Her Heart’s No Longer Fragile
It’s Stronger Than Before