HAIKU: SHE SMILES WITH HER EYES

By Charles Robert Lindholm

She Smiles With Her Eyes

Which journey..

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I wonder if I would like to live the journey of the rain. There is a freedom in its fall, direction, unity and ends up moistening every form with its healing touch.

Or, would I like the journey of a road that bears the heat of the sun, the beat of the rain, the screeches and the weight of its passers by, but shares a glossy affection saved from a long time only to be spent away in a moment.

Or, would I like the journey of the street light that finds no onlooker through the day and whose existence remains overpowered, yet it finds no rest when it is the pitch black night just so that it can bring to life, everything that it surrounds.

Or, do I continue to be in my own journey that lets me be in awe of every other journey which I come across.

And the question drops…

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An empty seat awaits your presence and when you occupy it, I will be rowing you silently through an ancient route. You sit there on the other end of the boat and look around. As you will find me absorbed in rowing you choose not to ask me that one question and you keep it for later. Then when you gaze the grasslands and the infinite sky a shimmering golden breeze kisses your face and you feel strange. For you know this breeze and this recollection will make you feel like you know every pixel of what you see and you know every grain of your feeling.  Like you know everything about everything here for ages. Like something is speaking to you and waiting for you to break your silence. Yet, your silence is your only language, your only means to express. You look at me and I raise my head. In the moment, something in us knows that a word will be too much. Your question drops. And, a wordless journey on an ancient route goes on..

Of this world…

A face lay there in eternal sleep,
No smile.
No frown.
I wonder,
“After all, smiles and frowns are of this world”.

“Mine”

I own nothing
The ideas I present
The feelings I feel
The thoughts I think
And, the words I used
Or continue to use to express myself.
Everything, ever that has been
Has been through:
Absorption, assimilation, memorization
Recollection, repetition and more memorization.

Married on a birthday

Went to a birthday party
in Surrey, Saturday night
took us a while to get there
but that was quite alright

Loud cheers when we got there
the celebrations had begun
so we hurried there to join them
so we'd not miss out the fun

And we found the cheers had purpose
for the birthday and for now
as my brother had got married
on his birthday with a vow

#3 POETRY =

By Charles Robert Lindholm 

Poetry =

Hedged Hedonia

hatched hens, hemmed heaven
harps, hooves, hatched haunts
halved howls, honed hymns

#2 POETRY = REDUX

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Poetry =

42

Things have changed a little
here in Worthing over time
as there was no big wheel here
back in nineteen seventy-nine

Forty-two years passed since then
yet we two still are here
soulmates then and soulmates now
in our forty-second year

NOT MEANT TO BE

By Bree Leto – Secret Thoughts Within and Charles Robert Lindholm – The Reluctant Poet

There are many things you can’t control

Your heart

Another’s heart

no matter how much you might want to

It is a fact of life that

hopes and wishes

dreams and prayers

don’t always happen or come to pass

We may have relationships and love

that we have always dreamed of

but sometimes

happenstance

fate or luck

intervene and force a change

to our plans and choices

Not all relationships

are meant to be forever

sometimes they are only meant

to be for awhile

There may be many things you can’t control

but there are some things you can

Maybe it’s time to dream a new dream

It might be time to

move on

forgive and forget

let go

and follow your own pathway

into a new and better life

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Barnacles

blue boats, barnacles brown
bumpy beetles, boolean blots
baked bold, blended bravery
boats brown, barnacles blue

For Pops

Look at me now Pops, I’m an older man now
I’m past sixty, the years have flown by
That slap in the face
has long turned to grace
yet still on this day I will cry

Nineteenth of February nineteen seventy-four
etched in my mind for all time
The day that you left
leaving family bereft
although all these years later we’re fine

MY BELOVED VALENTINE

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Will
You Stay
My Beloved Valentine
Now And Tomorrow And
Forever?

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Forty-three Valentines

Forty-three valentines I have now sent
to my one true love every year
Our love it grows stronger
and may it live longer
I trust as I hold her so dear

And we have been wed forty-two of those years
Soulmates, we two are entwined
So here now from me
here is forty-three
Will you please be my Valentine?

add love

 

love embraces

love erases

 

When it’s safe

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

WHEN YOU COME TO ME

WHEN YOU COME TO ME

By Charles Robert Lindholm  

I love it

when you come

to me

TEMPTED

By Charles Robert Lindholm   4:20 1/7/2017

I was tempted

but I resisted

it was easy

when I had no desire

when I had no need

when I had no hunger

I said, “No”

before I met you

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To You, My Dear Friends and Followers,

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mother

mild manners, mellow morrow
mumbles, masks, murmurs
margarine, marmalade
mist, memo, maple
melt, microwave, mild