Posts tagged ‘secrets’

August 19, 2018

OLD COMPANIONS

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

I Have A Couple
Of Old Companions
That I Can Always
Count On
To Stand By Me
No Matter What

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August 14, 2018

Secret

by HemmingPlay

When the sands
of our deeper selves
shift, slide, scald
at 3 a.m.,
when buried grief
slithers out again,
the night holds its
breath a moment,
exhales and the Eastern
sky brightens.
Safe again, we wake.

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January 27, 2018

THE MOON KNOWS ALL MY SECRETS

by thereluctantpoet

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By Charles Robert Lindholm

The Moon Knows All My Secrets

Since I Was A Child
It Has Been The One
I Whisper My Wishes
And My Fears To

It Has Seen
All My Sins

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December 4, 2017

THERE ARE SECRETS I CAN’T TELL

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm 

There are secrets
I can’t ever tell, 

well,
at least not
until
I reach my
final destination
in hell 

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November 18, 2017

HAIKU: DEEDS OF THE DEMON

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm 

Deeds Of The Demon

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November 6, 2017

LEAVE IT UNSPOKEN

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Some things are hard to say
filled with deep emotions
and feelings
that are aching
in your heart

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October 21, 2017

EXILED MEMORIES

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

 

in a quiet place

deep in my heart

hidden from my soul

locked away from view

kept in the darkness

away from the light of day

or dreams in the night

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August 5, 2017

HEART AND SOUL

by thereluctantpoet

By Fiona Renshaw and Charles Robert Lindholm

When he looked into my eyes and spoke,
His words made me all swoony
and weak in the knees

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July 5, 2017

HAIKU: THE SECRETS YOU KEEP

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

The secrets you keep

in the shadows and darkness

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June 16, 2017

Privileged Hands (senryu)

by Abigail Gronway

Privileged hands these
Which utter things
My tongue may not tell


From Dark Side of the Moon

April 4, 2017

Omissions

by Renwick Berchild

If you don’t wish to know, why do you
slip, slide under closed doors, take to

shadows, slither, hook-line-sinker-er into
the coat-rack with eyes wide, ears hungry;

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January 15, 2017

New Old Friends

by 50djohnson

by debbie

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5 years ago last night my best friend had an aneurysm in her lung and passed away at 61. You just can’t go out and meet OLD Friends

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December 5, 2016

Sisters

by Morgan

Sisters

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She pours her Light with Generous Hand
Like water flowing from a living Stream,
Guiding Life while she Gracefully Stands
Upon the Horizon of Mortal Dreams,

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June 18, 2015

Flying Free

by Morgan

Flying Free
In the Clouds as the Sun Shall Rise
Into the Breeze, my Spirit Flies,
Like a Falcon, Sharp and Steep,
Hovering O’er the Secrets I Keep,

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April 23, 2015

The Breeze

by Dorinda Duclos

The breeze

Takes the pages of my thoughts

Ruffles the edges

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April 13, 2015

Kept a secret

by Jem Croucher

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Kept a secret, it was mine
I looked at it from time to time
I put it in a special box
with hinge and lid but no firm locks
But it was hidden well from view
and rarely seen by just a few

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October 24, 2014

slutgarden

by suicidallyanonymous

He taught the dying stars
how to bury themselves
in the barbed arms of a cloud,
because it’s where the sun ran
to fuck the moon before sunrise.

November 6, 2012

A Happy Caricature of Intimacy

by suicidallyanonymous

The words you wrapped in clouds
are tucked safely beneath your eyelids,
but they pushed you further away from her,
seperating like oil and water.

Opposites are only meant to distract,
but you were too numb to feel the mirror
slicing into your hands;
reflections dazzled your conscience
with a happy caricature of intimacy.
You saw the smile
but missed the pain embedded
in her eyes,
as blood trickled into your palms
like cough syrup.

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November 6, 2012

A Childhood.

by Jen Thompson

Posted by Jen

A memory from a long time ago,

Beneath the swaying branches of a willow tree.

Concealed trinkets and treasures,

Deposited in a rusted tin.

Envelopes containing secrets,

Friendships, the trusted key.

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October 8, 2012

cricket – haiku

by billgncs

do you think a cricket can read minds…

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September 16, 2012

Filters

by Bodhirose

 

Big Room, 1948,  by Andrew Wyeth

Afternoon light filters the once upon a dreams
Abandoned farmhouse letting go of days gone by
Filled, once, with lives who moved downstream
 
Memories held fast in the bricks, mortar and beams
There, to recall, with a melancholy sigh
Afternoon light filters the once upon a dreams

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June 17, 2012

The Story sofa

by willowdot21

Here I am with open arms oblivious to all your charms. Here unmoving day and night I helped you learn to read and write

Here I am, the one you need, to get you through life’s challenges, I’m always up for a midnight feed!!

I am on hand for a cosy rest in front of the fire, sit with me in winter and  watch the snow fall as the flames grow higher.

I am here for you in spring sit with me and sip your tea and listen as the Thrush sings!

Early morning late at night I am here for your delight!!

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