Light Moon

Joint Poetry by Venkataraman L.N. and Joseph Kurian

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THE COMFORT OF QUIET

By Charles Robert Lindholm

There Is An Inner Joy
And A Keen Realization
That Comes From Gazing
At A Midnight Sky
Filled With Countless Stars

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Dawning

light came dancing through the trees

on twigs, branches, vibrant leaves

as day dawned delightfully:

just me, my garden,

and loose-leaf tea…O’Prunty 6/21/2020

THE COMFORT OF QUIET

By Charles Robert Lindholm

There Is An Inner Joy
And A Keen Realization
That Comes From Gazing
At A Midnight Sky
Filled With Countless Stars

Longing for Solitude

could
i duties
leave

voice
were not
noisy

speed
away to a
quiet

dream
retreat
alone

Quiet Times

These quiet times
in morning light
when there is no one
else in sight
Just birdsong from
the hedge and tree
and peace and quiet
and only me

3 LINE TALES – WEEK 106 – MY SOLITUDE

photo by Samuel Wong via Unsplash

By Charles Robert Lindholm

I Take Pride In What I Do, In Who I Am And Why I’m Here

Bone Moon

Grey bone, alone
Stark in the star fled sky

LIVING OUTSIDE THE GATE

By Charles Robert Lindholm 

eluding long his captors
and the slavery of the plow
the stallion knows no master
his head will never bow 

A Photograph: The Champion of the Wood

© Photo by Dorothy Birmingham

Surrounded
By the warm birch trees
In the cold.
I can tell it’s cold. —

The tall white birch trees
Stand like soldiers on guard

Gunnersbury

Under Gunnersbury bridge
the Thames is on the turn
And as the sun shines on the water
there to wander I adjourn

The beach and me

And on the beach last evening
hoping for some sun
I planned to have a beer
when my working day was done
Just one little problem
and I’m not trying to lay blame
But when I got there last evening
the sky was full of rain

Solitude

Sometimes alone is where all your answers lie;
Sometimes in the wilderness of your thoughts, you’re no longer shy;
Sometimes deep in the silence of solitude, there you find your soul;
Sometimes in the midst of your own space, you get to realise your whole.

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Winter’s Icy chill

May stand Temptress to my Longing Heart,

Enshrouding all my Hope

Tranquility III

There are the special places
each of us must find
where we can go to be alone
find peace and just unwind
The places of tranquility
where we can simply breathe
watch quietly as the world goes by
before it’s time to leave

Perfect

 

I’m in my favourite place
with a beer close at hand
the sky is clear blue
sun’s glistening on sand
The tide’s going out
there’s a warm, gentle breeze
and I can feel the sun’s warmth
on my legs and my knees

Quietness (haiku)

Anticipating
quietness, the solitude
of morning greets me

~ Broken Spell

~ Broken Spell

Day unfolded as if spun gold

Ribbons, layers of ribbons

Adorned the brilliance

In colour coded stratus clouds infused

Solitude with seagulls

Sea fog hides my Sussex fields
Rolling in from flattened sea
But, masked from view, its fragrance
drifts in and welcomes me

~ Nature Walltz ~

~ Nature Waltz ~

amongst the flora, fauna
terra firma scent and sound
grounded…solitary…
an intangible, evanescent
soul-stirring touch ensues

Solitary

 

 

Growing out of a barren crag
Like a flower standing alone
Some might think out of place
Yet its beauty is easily shown.

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To be outside
Alone
Save for the quiet sounds
Bird chirp,
Rustling breeze,

Moments

Captured moments, those to oneself
Rare, most will agree
So they are to cherish when happenstance
Affords soliloquy

Cancer of the Soul

I see me now,
And reflect on a time when
Once lost ,
Needing to be found again

I see those years,
Just a walk on part
On the stage
Of my life
In a house I occupied,
But where I did not
Live
In a bed I slept,
But did not
Dream

Flight : Haiku.

The bird can fly free
on his wings, but without a nest
where will he return to?