By Charles Robert Lindholm
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MY BELOVED VALENTINE
By Charles Robert Lindholm
Will
You Stay
My Beloved Valentine
Now And Tomorrow And
Forever?
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September 21, 2020
HER SMILE ANSWERED
By Charles Robert Lindholm
When
He Whispered
In Her Ear
She Answered With A
Smile
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July 17, 2020
COME STAND WITH ME
May 19, 2019
CALLING ALL ROMANTICS
February 14, 2019
Love Redefined (Part 2)
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
Love definition (Part 1)
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
Candle-light
July 18, 2018
Fields of Lavender
April 18, 2018
Going Blind In The Sunshine
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
The Shape of Water
April 13, 2018
Fleeting romance
“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
February 18, 2018
Sheltered Rhymes
February 8, 2018
In sync
January 12, 2018
Presence
January 11, 2018
Making of a lover
January 5, 2018
At Twilight…
December 29, 2017
How Now should we Handle these Water Lilies?
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.
December 21, 2017
Poetic Junkies
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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