October 21, 2022
by thereluctantpoet
BY CHARLES ROBERT LINDHOLM
POETRY =
LOVE
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August 26, 2022
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By Charles Robert Lindholm
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July 21, 2022
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By Charles Robert Lindholm
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Dancing
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July 19, 2022
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By Charles Robert Lindholm
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June 25, 2022
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By Charles Robert Lindholm
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May 30, 2022
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By Charles Robert Lindholm
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April 11, 2022
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By Angela Umphers Rueger and Charles Robert Lindholm
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February 14, 2021
by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm
Will
You Stay
My Beloved Valentine
Now And Tomorrow And
Forever?
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All Rights Reserved – 02.14.2020 – 8:00 a.m.
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September 21, 2020
by thereluctantpoet
By Charles Robert Lindholm
When
He Whispered
In Her Ear
She Answered With A
Smile
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July 17, 2020
by thereluctantpoet
By Keza And Charles Robert Lindholm
Arrows,
Arrows
Everywhere,
Flying
Through The Air
Darling,
Please Don’t Stand,
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May 19, 2019
by thereluctantpoet
By Charles Robert Lindholm
A
Monthly Event,
Full Moon Rising,
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February 14, 2019
by carareevablog
He watched me from a distance
I could tell from the shivers running down my spine
Though I pretended not to notice
My body and gaze remained stable
Even as my heart rumbled faster than the ocean's waves
I longed for him to paint my thin lips
With the truth in his tongue
Reciting his desire to know my heart's contents
The air was vibrating with a lust so thick
He didn't have to whisper in my ears
My body melted just from the heat of his calm gaze
As he moved closer to me, yet not close enough
The world seemed to be completely still
Not even the bees buzzed at the scent of the flowers
I wish I could turn my head
And let my eyes dive into the depths of his soul
But I remained fixed on the endless waters
I knew not of his existence till now
Yet i found myself drawn to him somehow
I imagined that when he spoke
His voice would be as raspy as the sand beneath my feet
But would still manage to soothe my fears at the least
My mind craved to kiss his intellect
My heart ached to nurture his flaws
I had "fallen in love" so many times
But this feeling was foreign to me
It had to be love redefined
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January 5, 2019
by carareevablog
And there she was,
Sitting on the silky sand enjoying the afternoon,
Watching the sun set over the mystic horizon of the Atlantic,
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November 21, 2018
by Colly
photo found on Flickr.

What is it about the light of a candle…
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July 18, 2018
by Jem Croucher

We walked in fields of lavender
on the sixth day of July
On a summer evening
beneath a clear blue sky
Lordington near Chichester
high on Sussex hills
to watch the setting of the sun
A cure to cure all ills
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April 18, 2018
by Renwick Berchild
Watch my eyes, they dip and dive, my hand over my mouth,
my chin in my shoulder, away like the cold – it’s spring. Let’s go.
The trees are shaking off their bitter time spent contemplating their
poesy to sing. Now, they begin the music, green notes illumed
lightbulbs, they’re on. Let’s head outside into the ramose sunshine.
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April 16, 2018
by braveandrecklessblog
we do not need words
we do not need a shared
written language
we have eyes that truly see
lips that speak a common tongue
a shared palate for the aroma
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April 13, 2018
by Megha's World
“The very essence of romance is uncertainty.”
― Oscar Wilde
Oh! how fleeting it was
how softly it made me blush
left my heart
feeling so sanguine
a feathered touch
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February 18, 2018
by K. T. Dibert
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
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February 17, 2018
by thereluctantpoet
By Charles Robert Lindholm
Poetry =
Dancing
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February 16, 2018
by thereluctantpoet
BY CHARLES ROBERT LINDHOLM
POETRY =
LOVE
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February 8, 2018
by carareevablog
When you take the lead
With your footsteps matching your heartbeat
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January 12, 2018
by Megha's World

Dance of the emotions
Catching of the gaze
Passing glimpse of the face
Fleeting touch of your hands
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January 11, 2018
by Megha's World

With your kohl-lined eyes
staring at me
giving me those
tantalizing looks
that lovers only give
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January 5, 2018
by Jem Croucher

Two figures on a darkened shore
down by the glistening sand
Out there in the distance
walking hand in hand
This is a time for lovers
with a new moon in the sky
As, on a turning tide, the waves
whisper with a sigh
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December 29, 2017
by Renwick Berchild
How now should we handle these water lilies?
One stone could break the sunset. I’ve a mind
to skip rocks, glide into a wade, feel beneath
with my bare feet, and leave you on the shore.
For night tiptoes, then jumps, weighing dusk in;
we’ve not much time, and this, is to my advantage.
In love, woman are ahead, and men behind; as luck
would have it, I am to be far beyond reach. I think
I may dunk into the blooms atop, and like a seabird
sail under you, as breaths waft alow heavy eyes.
Though by your height, your breath this late eve
has a clear path straight to my soul’s window.
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December 21, 2017
by K. T. Dibert
Please, feel free to help an aspiring artist, writer, poet, and musician achieve his lifelong destiny for success. Thanks in advance. Kyle T. Dibert’s Book of Poetry
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December 21, 2017
by K. T. Dibert
Original KYLE T. DIBERT, DECEMBER 20th, 2017:
…shooting up the veins of the heart city, – a hundred miles an hour – as a a good junkie does well, and I can tell, that, despite admiration, I am fated for hell & yet oh well I don’t mind where all the ground fell while I was staring up at you through this miraculous well, and you were bankrupt before you decided to sell, and at your coffin, coughing casualties at commiserating children kissing flowers, praying by the hour, to not tower thus so high that one falls and usurps vitality, – power which dwindles stale & dwindles thus more sour; as if in high
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