For Otis

As Otis and Steve Cropper
wrote so eloquently they
Of sea when they were sitting
on the dock of that fine bay
So whimsically I
here in Sussex by the sea
Hum that tune quite often
when I’m sitting peacefully

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Comforter

Music as comforter
enters my soul
Enlightens my mind
keeping me whole

Keeping me whole

Listening to sounds
when it’s raining outside
I can often get carried away
Spine tingles freely
My element comes
and contentment comes for the day

The dance, the drum

Sometimes when no one is watching
I will dance around my name
with a loud drum always banging
which never sound the same
Yes, it’s always rhythmic
but the pattern’s one of change
Its signature and syntax
quite often rearranged

…with a festive smile

I found a moment over Christmas
Penguin Cafe in the air
In the oven, turkey roasting
whilst I was sitting there

My pen, it found the paper
and words came, as they do
from time to time as inspiration
a poem to eschew

A Winter Song (A Cento)

In silence, they dissolve before dawn-
the words my heart was calling.
They are not in the sun,

Lift (haiku)

To wake to music
A simple song lifts the day
Sunshine from the rain

THE MAGIC OF OUR SONG

THE MAGIC OF OUR SONG
By Charles Robert Lindholm

I Was Drawn
Back Into Childhood Memories
As I Listened To The Wind
Whispering Through The Trees

Tri-Haiku VII (music)

Here’s to the music
Through the years has kept me sane
and continues now

Here’s to the music
A melody for my life
wholesome to the core

Here’s to the music
‘long as I have ears to hear
It’s my sustenance

RINGS AROUND THE SUN

By Charles Robert Lindholm

It Was A Birthday Gathering
With Cake And Lots Of Candles
Blazing On Top Of It
Waiting To Be Blown Out

Last of the sunshine days

I’m sitting here hoping that I will be wrong
that this day in September will be
The last of the sunshine, the last of the warmth
in this place that I love by the sea

HAIKU: MUSIC IN YOUR HEART

By Charles Robert Lindholm

MUSIC IS HIDING

The Sea Organ

7 of 16 in the Jemverse ‘Venetian Vistas’ series

In Zadar on the water’s edge
outside the city wall
the sea organ plays music
to delight us and enthral

Powered by the ocean waves
as tidal waters flow
soft, deep sounds are heard by all
from movements down below

Music III

Music as comforter
enters my soul
Enlightens my mind
making me whole

Synergy

Found I shared a synergy
earlier today
with a kindred spirit
many miles away
A passion shared in music
awakened by a song
heard across the airwaves
to which we sang along

Favourite Things

The beach at any time of year
The sea, my friend, to bring me cheer

Lavender in purple fields
Walking in the Sussex Weald

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Memories lift me

Life Music

Quite often then
my eyes will dance
‘tho my feet
are slower there
For there is music
all around
in life most
everywhere

New Music

The quietness of the woodland brook
is always worth a second look

For with its trickle so it sings
and with it a new music brings

Tsuyu: The Rainy Season

As the conductor takes the stage,
The gentle drone of the audience
Turns to apprehensive, expectant silence
Awaiting the impending down stroke.

But before the ictus,
His rushing lift of the baton
Sends forth a gust of wind,
Chilling the air,
While raising the heat of anxiety.

Drum

The wooden floors vibrated
from the sound of many drums
Rhythm everywhere around
enjoyed by everyone
And I danced to special timbre
pulsated by the beat
from heart and soul and head and hands
right down to my feet

I danced

I danced like no one was watching
really let myself go
right from the start when the music was fast
to the moment it took me down slow

For an ear

I am music and pleasure
for those with an ear
Hours of contentment
for freedom and cheer

Jimi

And here’s me listening
with nigh on fifty years passed
New sound from Jimi’s sweet guitar
still giving me a blast

“Both sides of the Sky” – a new release
in twenty eighteen
Music still gives me goosebumps
however it may seem

Good friend music

Open fire, St James’
folk music and a beer
My soulmate and two daughters
on a Sunday with me here

Waiting for the music, chilled
good conversation flows
The band arrives, the music plays
and dancing with it grows

A song for the way

5 of 5 in the Jemverse ’31’ series

We lost sight of our accordion player
as we wandered, singing our song
But he was just lagging behind us
as we slowly ambled along

So, reaching the base of escarpment
Fulking Village just ahead there to find
We turned and up there high above us
we found him in the sunshine

Music in mind

Each month with new music
I’ll chop and I’ll change
and the playlists I use
I will oft re-arrange
So I’m grateful for i-pods
with music in mind
as with buds in my ears
I can always unwind

Sheep may safely graze

Bach, three hundred years ago
wrote an aria for some sheep
with words by Salomon Frank
full of meaning, rich and deep

Sheep may safely graze and pasture
and they do still to this day
as we approach the roundabout
down here round Shoreham way