Posts tagged ‘memories’

September 16, 2021

I STRUGGLE TO WRITE IN CURSIVE

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

A Simple
Thoughtless
And Automatic Act
When I Was Young
But Not Now
The Years
And Tears
Have Changed That

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September 6, 2021

Which journey..

by Sandeep
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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.

September 5, 2021

And the question drops…

by Sandeep
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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..

September 1, 2021

Of this world…

by Sandeep

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

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August 21, 2021

“Mine”

by Sandeep

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.

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July 30, 2021

#3 POETRY =

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm 

Poetry =

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March 12, 2021

A RAINBOW’S PROMISE

by thereluctantpoet

By Keza – Spiritedsoul and Charles Robert Lindholm

Resistance Is A Self Taught Way
A Means Of Self-Defense

To Stay True To Oneself
And What One Believes

A Wall, A Shield
Preventing Being
Caught Up In Messes Made By Others

My Mind Is Full Of Dreams,
Visions And Memories

Replaying Them
Over And Over Again
In My Head

What Once Was,
No Longer Exists,
There Is Only Ashes
Left Behind From Miserable Days

But I Resist
Lies And Hopelessness
Knowing Darkness Will End
When The Light Of Truth Shines
And Rainbows Promise
Better Days
And Hope

Copyright © 2021 Keza – Spiritedsoul And
Charles Robert Lindholm – The Reluctant Poet
All Rights Reserved – 03-04-2021 – 1:00 p.m.

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March 11, 2021

The whimsy of a long moment

by Jem Croucher

Took a moment yesterday
to smile and drift away
somewhere very pleasant
where once we got to stay

It was a special moment
and I wanted it to last
so I really took some time
to make sure it slowly passed

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February 14, 2021

I AM BLESSED

by thereluctantpoet


I AM BLESSED - PHOTO 2


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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January 19, 2021

WHEN YOU COME TO ME

by thereluctantpoet

WHEN YOU COME TO ME

By Charles Robert Lindholm  

I love it

when you come

to me

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January 3, 2021

THE FIRST SUNRISE OF JANUARY

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

The First Sunrise Of January
Always Leaves Me Wondering
What Lies Ahead
Just Out Of Sight
Over The Horizon
In My Tomorrows

And Then It Leads My
Mind Back Over The
Last Year And
Way Back When Too

Recalling
Moments And Memories
And What If’s And
Might Have Beens

Things That Never Were
But Could Have Been
And The Happiness
That Was And
The Blessings
That I Have

Regrets
And Bittersweet
Memories Escape
Their Cell

Deep In My Heart
On The First
Sunrise Of January
Before Being
Escorted Away

Sometimes The Heart
And Soul
Need To Reflect,
Remember And Wonder,
So They Will Be
More Grateful,
And Happy During
The Coming Year

The First Sunrise Of January
Is The Demarcation,
The Ending And Beginning,
One Year Passing Away Into History
As The New Year Is Born

The First Sunrise Of January
Is The “First Time”
You Get To Make An X
On The New Year’s Calendar

Copyright © 2020 Charles Robert Lindholm – The Reluctant Poet
All Rights Reserved – 12-31-2020 – 05:45 a.m.

Inspired By Sadje’s – One Liner Wednesday – Quote

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December 31, 2020

A JOYOUS CELEBRATION FOR 2021

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

A
New Year
Has Come To
Bury And Replace 2020’s
Memories

An
Extra Special
Celebration For 2021
Has Been So Joyously
Anticipated

Copyright © 2020 Charles Robert Lindholm – The Reluctant Poet
All Rights Reserved – 12-31-2020 – 04:30 a.m.

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December 21, 2020

HAIKU: CHRISTMASES PAST – REPRISE

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

My Christmases Past

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December 16, 2020

INNOCENT DAYS ARE GONE

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Oh, For The Bliss
Of Childhood
When We Knew
Nothing
Of The World
And The Way
It Worked

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November 28, 2020

HAIKU: LATE NIGHT TURKEY SANDWICHES

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Family And Friends Share

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November 20, 2020

HAIKU: SHIPWRECKS OF AUTUMN

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

I Sail leaves down streams

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November 10, 2020

SURRENDER

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

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

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November 7, 2020

#72 POETRY =

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Poetry =

Ageless words

we remember

Copyright © 2017 Charles Robert Lindholm – All Rights Reserved
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November 7, 2020

THE BEST OF 2018 – REPRISE

by thereluctantpoet

ONE OF THE BEST GIFTS YOU CAN GIVE SOMEONE IS THANKING THEM FOR BEING A PART OF YOUR LIFE!
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

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November 6, 2020

A THIEF IN THE NIGHT

by thereluctantpoet

By Jeanne Marie – Women Who Think Too Much.Wordpress.Com
And Charles Robert Lindholm – The Reluctant Poet

Sleep Eats My Hours
Like A Starving,
Desert Demon,
It Swiftly Steals
And Devours
My Most Precious
Moments In Seconds

I Awaken Each Morning
To Find Years And Years
Have Slowly
Slipped Away
In A Silent,
Unconscious
And Addictive State
Of Amnesia

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November 3, 2020

HAIKU: AND THEN I WRITE POEMS

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

My First Conscious Thought

Is To Take A Breath Of Air

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October 28, 2020

HAIKU: MEMORIES OF THE SEA

by thereluctantpoet

WAVES AND TREE - A
By Charles Robert Lindholm

AN ENDLESS RAUCOUS

CHIT AND CHATTER BRINGS DAYDREAMS,

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October 21, 2020

MY SWEET AUTUMN – REPRISE

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

I Am A Lover,
Of The Seasons
And For Each Of Them
I Have My Own,
And Secret Reasons
For Letting Them,
Make Love To Me 

They All Touch Me
In The Deepest Way

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October 20, 2020

This time last year II

by Jem Croucher

This time last year
our bags were packed
and excitement it was growing
as we both knew
what we would do
and where we both were going

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October 15, 2020

SHAME ON YOU

by thereluctantpoet

By Keza/Spiritedsoul And Charles Robert Lindholm/The Reluctant Poet

Your Words
Hurt Me,
Each One
A Pointed Dart

Aimed And Thrown
At My Heart
And Soul

Burning Words,
Like Hot Wax
Spit Upon My Skin

Your Actions
Showed Me Feelings
That Confused
My Tender Heart

Your Memories
Haunt Me
With Shadows
They Still Cast

Ever Present Ghosts
Whispering From The Past

Your Heart
Deceived Me
With Your Professed
Love

Like A Bee
You Fed
On Nectar
From My Flower

Promising
I Was Your
Only Lover

I Learned
That Was A Lie
When You Left Me
For Another

With No Good-Bye

I Still Hear Those
Ever Present Ghosts
Whispering From The Past

Copyright © 2020 Charles Robert Lindholm – The Reluctant Poet
All Rights Reserved – 10-10-2020 – 10:00 P.M.

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September 1, 2020

‘TIL WE DANCE AGAIN

by thereluctantpoet

By Keza And Charles Robert Lindholm

In The Wee Small Hours,
In The Backside Of The Night
In My Dreams
You Hold Me Tight,
When You Come
To Dance With Me

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August 2, 2020

Hand in Hand

by A. L. O'Prunty

we walked as if unaware

through youthful days

without a care

singing songs of sunshine

and daisy days

of are you mine?

hip-high in wheat-top sways

we walked through our youthful days

…O’Prunty 8/1/2020

July 11, 2020

YOUR WORDS MADE ME BELIEVE

by thereluctantpoet

By Keza And Charles Robert Lindholm

Your Words
Made Me Believe,
I Thought You Were
My Hero
I Thought You Were
My One And Only

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