IT ONLY TAKES A LITTLE BIT OF LACE

By Charles Robert Lindholm

It Only Takes
A Little Bit Of Lace
To Ruin A Marriage

Especially,
If You Remove It
From A Woman
In A Hotel Room
Who Isn’t Your Wife

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Day 14 NaPoWriMo – April 2021
Inspired By First Line Friday
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A Happy Uncomplicated Marriage Limerick

A little free unsolicited marriage advice worth every cent you paid for it and less

MY BELOVED VALENTINE

By Charles Robert Lindholm

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

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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 

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There is nothing quite so wonderful as waking up with your BELOVED!!!

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SMOKE SIGNALS

By Charles Robert Lindholm

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

A Wrong Question At The Wrong Time Limerick

That Pesky ‘Why’ Chromosome.

A friend put up a Facebook post with this “conversation.” It led to this

41

The suit I’d purchased for twenty-five quid
all I could afford at the time
just after my twentieth birthday
my life waiting there on the line

The tie was one of my fathers’
as were the shoes on my feet
His passing was five years too early
to see his son’s wedding complete

Now forty-one years have surrendered
themselves to the life we have led
since that day way back in seventy-nine
when Sally and Jeremy wed

Prenuptial

Marriage for the sake of love
Is doubling down
On a sunk-cost investment.

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40

Forty years ago today
I put my white suit on
The one I bought for twenty quid
in Jayson’s Menswear from
And the only tie I think I had
was a black one from my Dad
and a pair of his old shoes
I’d kept since I was just a lad

July

11 of 12 in the Jemverse series ’12 months II’

In seventy-nine
Forty Julys back
two kindred spirits wed
A fledgling love
grown stronger since
and deeper it’s been said

Vows, on Valentine’s

 

 

When God made husband and wife…

He was hoping that we would…

SMOKE SIGNALS

By Charles Robert Lindholm

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

Promises for Life

The world is often merciless,
And loved ones dispense hate.
But you, my angel, came to me,
And I became your refugee.

39

Back in nineteen seventy-nine
all those years ago
With me in white, my bride in blue
we walked in sunshine slow
A promise made, sealed with a kiss
the entourage they laughed
and in that moment, with applauds
we were wed at last

Polar Bears

Can you still remember
That night in early September,
At the “3 cigs” pledge party,
On their decrepit couch?

How I drunkenly stumbled
Across the floor, and mumbled
An inebriated ice-breaker
About a polar bear?

USED TO BE

BY CHARLES ROBERT LINDHOLM

We
Used To Be
Best Friends
Lovers
Married

But Things Are So Different

The Cosmos

When I was born, the Cosmos was young.
It’s exponential growth had scarcely begun.
As an infant, I learned to always ask, “Why?”
And the universe expanded with each reply.
Across the island of knowledge I began to crawl
And found not an edge or end, but endless sprawl.

Until, I heard something I knew was absurd.
Even though people called scientists avidly concurred
That the Cosmos was finite and several billion years old,
Who were they to limit what my universe could hold?
When, contrary to the revered “intellectuals’” thinking,
Visceral evidence told me, the Cosmos was shrinking.

#172 POETRY =

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Poetry =

Marriage Partner – haiku & photo

HAIKU: A FLICKERING SOUL

By Charles Robert Lindholm

A flickering soul

HAIKU: I CAN’T IMAGINE

By Charles Robert Lindholm

I can’t imagine

HAIKU: YOU ARE MY LIFE

By Charles Robert Lindholm

I can’t imagine

HAIKU: THE LAST HEART

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Yours is the last heart

The “A” Word

You wore a scarlet letter
At first I could not see

Pretend Wife

A pretend wife am I—
My body belongs to you
But another man claims my soul

Included

The things you do
I want to do with you
The places you go
I want to go too

HAIKU: IF MEN ONLY KNEW

By Charles Robert Lindholm

If men only knew

Two Become One

Man and maid
God did braid