Like a Mirror

A clear alpine pond
A serene reflected moon
But what lurks beneath?

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Pool of Love

words croaked, in blown slurs
And they slipped off the breath
for a heart, held by a pool of love

A soliloquy for Christmas

A soliloquy for Christmas
with a little introspection
Thinking of the year that’s been
in pensive contemplation
And looking forward to the next
anticipation growing
For all the promise that’s in store
A smile, as I’ve the knowing

Reflected Summer

Summer in the water
reflected by the green
Its millpond surface smooth
reflecting where I’ve been
Days of warmth and pleasure
bathing in the sun
Life exuding nature
enjoyed by everyone

HAIKU: IF YOU KNOW YOURSELF

HAIKU:  IF YOU KNOW YOURSELF

By Charles Robert Lindholm

If you know yourself

You will know the truth you need

And if I thought…

And if I thought the sunset view
was a lovely sight
Just imagine my reaction
when I saw it later at night

Black Swan

Early morning in St James’
A black swan came swimming by
Reflected in the water
as if to beautify
It was a peaceful moment
London slumbered all around
and in the stillness of the hour
I could barely hear a sound

Shiny shiny

Shiny shiny
the river today
as slow to the sea
it ebbs on its way
On the footbridge I pause
and soak up the sun
on this wonderful morning
as the day is begun

Redemption (An Easter Poem)

Reflection

Poetry Challenge: Easter poem

Shadow of a crown of thorns
high up on the wall
held there in a flickering light
sweetest thing I saw
Around me people quietly prayed
the Spirit, moving, felt
a whispered word, a silent prayer
shared as people knelt

The walking to work song

 

With reflections in puddles
as I’m walking along
the timbre of my thoughts
falling naturally to song
the rhythm of the world
helps me hum a little ditty
as it’s mirrored down there at my feet
looking really pretty

Sheffield Park

 

Like a rainbow in the water
The colours are sublime
Reflected here and mirroring
This fantastic Autumn time

Droplet

 

Reflection, like a deepest thought
as a window to the world
In droplets captured, held to view
by summer rain unfurled

Morose Monday

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Everyone I know cherishes their time off
So my weekends mix time to work and play
But too often when the sun rises after that
It heralds forth what I call Morose Monday.

Five bridges

 

Gleams the sun
on slow Tyne
Five bridges reflected
the moment, mine

Steel Grey

 

Mirrored under morning sky
Steel grey silent waters lie
Cold and motionless are they
Heralding a winter’s day

Honest Examination

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Looking in a mirror, what do you see
Do you examine yourself, completely
We fix our hair or check our face
A quick look, everything is in place.

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Old beginning
To a new year,
A few more
Aches n pains,
Hugs and kisses,
Showing time’s passage
Etched
One day

At a time

Last Day

 

Last day looms on first day’s eve
Twenty fourteen breathes its last
The year of five and fifty summers
Slips away and fades now fast

Reflection

 

Bright lights on Salts Farm pierce the half light
The remnants of night time remain
As in this silence before the waking hour
I pass by on the red eye train

Bypasser

She stood by the cliff
And like a falling leaf
She fell to the ground
Cherished the moment
And erased the frown

Her life was full of memories
Her heart full of scars and remedies
In this earth she walked
Like a passerby she lived

Each moment in every minute worthwhile

Waiting

 

Flowers here, pinks and reds
Yellows, blues and greens
Along with trees all turning now
Autumn’s here it seems

Ambiguity

One word of our own
Makes thought shiver
In a pond as a stone thrown
Makes reflection quiver

A Better Man

When I’ve felt lonely
I’ve often found
It’s not the quantity
Of those around.
It’s the quality
I understand
That helped me be
A better man.
–Russ Towne

Mirror

Posted for Teasy.

Gaze upon, one’s own reflection?
What secrets, it conceals ?
Comportment demeanor
Nature of thy very being
Thy ancestor deep inside
Creator of my facial imperfection
Impetuosity nagger, my quest
Familial voices beckon me
Draws me like moth to light
Black sheep, villain saint or Scholar
Reward or plight
My kin no denial, for they are me
The root that carries my ancestral tree

By Teasy