A SONG FOR MY SOUL

By Charles Robert Lindholm

 

in the silence

of the darkness

in the backside of the night

my mind can hear the humming

of my heart

Moment of Transformation

You ask me when I knew

that ink flowed through my veins like blood

the moment I understood that truth

simmered in the cauldron of my belly

conscious

alive

RIDDLES YOUR HEART WHISPERS

By Charles Robert Lindholm

 

I hear the riddles your heart

whispers to mine

so our heads won’t interfere

HAIKU: DELICATE FLOWERS

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Delicate flowers

HAIKU: MY SOUL WILL KNOW YOU

By Charles Robert Lindholm

My soul will know you

HEART AND SOUL

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

THE SALT MINES

By Charles Robert Lindholm 

working in the salt mines
it’s a hard and daily grind
a slave to weekly wages
it’s a life that’s so unkind 

no parties with the mighty
the famous and the rich

#2 POETRY =

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Poetry =

MY HEART FELT YOU BELONGED TO ME

—A Response poem to “GUILTY” by Myra on shadesofpoetry—

By Charles Robert Lindholm 

I unlaced my fingers
from your hand
not the choice
that I had planned 

My head demanded
and I let go

I SHALL KEEP MY EYES ON YOU

A RESPONSE POEM TO “Look Not On The Thorns“

By Charles Robert Lindholm 

I shall keep my eyes on you,
you are the prize for my heart
the joy of my soul
the lover I seek for my forever 

I cannot look away from you,

HAIKU: RAIN UPON A GARDEN

By Charles Robert Lindholm

 

The tears I cry fall

like rain upon a garden

CHERISHED

By Charles Robert Lindholm

have you ever been cherished?
I mean really cherished.
like you have cherished me
in your heart
and in your soul
with intense passion

and loyalty
over the years?

I want you to feel cherished too
because you have been

IN MY THOUGHTS

By Charles Robert Lindholm

I’ve been holding you
in my thoughts all day
like I used to do
with my girls
at the playground

my eyes were always
watching them
that’s where my heart was
they are part of me
family
loved ones

WITH A CHILDLIKE HOPE AND A HEARTFELT PRAYER

By Charles Robert Lindholm

It was an offense
but was it intentional? No!
and I’ve begged Her forgiveness
now that I know

In my haste and exuberance
a sin, unintended
and I prayed to the Lord
that this breach may be mended

THE POWER OF BELIEF

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Give Yourself the best gift You can give

Give the gift of a belief in Yourself to Your heart and soul

Champion Your dreams and Your heart’s desire

The Power of belief will turn dreams into action

I AM NOT A POET

By Charles Robert Lindholm

I AM NOT A POET
I AM JUST A SCRIBE
WRITING DOWN THE WORDS
THE UNIVERSE WHISPERS
TO ME ON THE WIND

THE WORDS SING
TO NATURE’S SONG
THEY SPEAK TO THE SOUL
AND TOUCH OUR HEARTS

WHAT REMAINS

Charles R. Lindholm

WHAT REMAINS OF ME
WOULD THE WORLD WANT TO SEE
AFTER I’M GONE
WHAT MAKES ME
WANT TO LEAVE A MARK
THAT MATTERS
SOMEWHERE, SOMEHOW TO SOMEONE

SOMETHING!
THAT TOUCHES A HEART
OR WHISPERS TO A SOUL
FROM LONG AGO AND FAR AWAY,

KINDRED SPIRITS

By Charles Robert Lindholm  

 

 

Even though

we’re Worlds Apart

 

 

 

 

 

our Hearts are

Bound and Tethered

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

with Unspoken Words

Still Understood

MONSOON SEASON

By Charles Robert Lindholm
  

Your leaving me is like a monsoon season
Constant thoughts of you
                                     pounding
on the tin roof of my mind
day and night
                    like water torture

The Eye Series:

There’s something…
there in her eyes.
For a moment
it flashes then fades.

I DROPPED A PEBBLE IN A POND

By Charles Robert Lindholm  

 

I dropped a pebble in a pond

and watched the ripples run

racing toward a distant shore

because of what I’d done

 

                             

 I knew that soon they’d wash ashore

with a playful, warm embrace

THE RELUCTANT POET

by Charles R. Lindholm  

NOT FOR FAME AND FORTUNE
HE HIDES HIS GIFT FROM SIGHT
NOT BELIEVING IN THE TRUTH
BUT STILL HE’S FORCED TO WRITE

A TIDBIT OF AN INSIGHT HERE
OR AN INSPIRATION THERE
A FUNNY THOUGHT, AN INNER FEAR
A DREAM OF LOVE OR A SIMPLE JOY

COBWEBS

 

By Charles Robert Lindholm
 

I never notice the cobwebs
in my mind
until my eyes are closed
and my soul is silent

being busy keeps me
from noticing the tiny things
the things forgotten
the things left undone

BECOMING ONE

By Charles Robert Lindholm

No flesh
No bones
No blood
to bleed

but still
a hunger burning
with a
deeper need

LOVE NOTES ON MY SKIN

By Charles Robert Lindholm 

I love the way
that You love me
You always make it
thrilling 

I crave the passion
in Your kisses

WHISPERED REASSURANCES

By Charles Robert Lindholm

 

I don’t know

how You can see me

from half a world away

and yet I know, You know me

from the whispered words you say

DO NOT KISS ME

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Do not kiss me
do not steal my heart
if you don’t thirst
for my heart and soul
as much as you thirst
for my body 

ANY EXCUSE

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Any Excuse

to write

a poem

is a good one

Isn’t it?