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The night is wet and noisy,
Clammy hands cradle me

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-15.05.18_09:57-

Limbs no longer bare

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.

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I hide from her face,

Stop and Stare

Stop and stare

At the mirror

Is it the same reflection

When you were guilty?

 

The guilt raised the voice,

“I am not guilty

Of the old sin

Cemented with heavy bricks

Of the cold war.”

 

Break Away

Brown petal falling;
White life now wilted, but free
To Fear and Tremble.

The Sneaker 外岩の詩

Damselflies flutter about
Among the green, broad leafs
Above the mountain stream,
Darting through the river rocks
That make a natural bridge
To the mountain boulder field,
Where stone goliaths lie in wait.

Halfway up The Sneaker,
My love fights to hang on
To nothing more than a pebble:

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The air chills my skin
As the wind gently blows

Observation and Implementation!

Observing the sky

In the moonlight

Observing the sea

In the sunlight

Observing the mountains

In the sunshine.

 

Inspiration (Micro poetry)

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Twin Swans

Newton Ranaweera

Beauty is doubled by adding beauty,
Hosts and guests with their gorgeous hue,
How so serene, so tranquil this scene to see!!
Green when doubly mixed with white and blue.

spring rising

you write your memories
into the spring
you write your heart
into all of the lovely things
flowers, water ripples,

Crimson Shadows in Black

clouds in crimson, wearing black
drop lights, wrapped in murmurs

rise stars, from your breath
shiver leaves, lounge no more

HAIKU: ISLAND MEMORIES

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Tropical Plants Fill

Lamb’s Green Yellow

In Lamb’s Green the daffodils
have made an appearance
Spring waits there in the wings

And the yellow is welcome as
it speaks of the sun and
echoes as Nature she sings

HAIKU: THE SUNSHINE OF SPRING

By Charles Robert Lindholm

The Sunshine Of Spring

Melts The Snow On The Mountains

Lines Between

do I need wait
when I am the time
of your life

do I need say
when I am the smile
of your dream

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Beneath us they crawl

-13.03.18_01:03-

She does not like them

HAIKU: TENDER GREEN SPROUT

By Charles Robert Lindholm

The Tender Green Sprout

WE ARE LIKE BUTTERFLIES

A GREAT QUOTE

#198 POETRY =

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Poetry =

Sheltered Rhymes

Heard the words from your mouth,

That all things either end or head south;

After forgetting about the moment hear and now

Neglecting the good, golden rays falling upon the brow

Redbreast

Caught a flash of red
in the hedgerow yesterday
A little robin redbreast
in the branches on the way
Sitting there quite peacefully
as nature had intended
his plumage looking lovely
and his redbreast rather splendid

Descending

As a youth,
I knew not of crowded city streets,
the smells of compacted people,
all their schedules and goals and jostling.

I loved the woods,
and the lake waters, and the snow.
The many greens of Midsummer:
faded teal, fatty yellow, dark forest, zingy lime;
wreaths of chlorophylls dewed and shiny.

#186 POETRY =

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Poetry =

Ducklings

HAIKU: AT NIAGRA

By Charles Robert Lindholm

RIVER FLOWS SWIFTLY

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Stars shine, uncaring,