IN LOVE WITH A MUSE (MY CALLIOPE) – REPRISE

By Charles Robert Lindholm   2-24-2017   4:50 a.m.

 I wait for her each morning

in the backside of the night

in the final hours of darkness

just before, the dawn’s first light

 I long for her arrival

so in darkness I can see

and I listen like a lover

to her whispered words

for me

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INTIMATE INTENTION

By Charles Robert Lindholm

I  Arrived At The
Midnight Oasis
Around Eleven P.M.

DEVIL OR ANGEL?

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Devil Or Angel

She Can Be Either To Me

YOU KNOW MY HEART

By Charles Robert Lindholm

She Heard Me
Reaching Out To Her
With The Words
I Whispered
Softly Each Night

UNINVITED MEMORIES

By Charles Robert Lindholm

I Have My
Favorite Memories
I Always Remember
To Take Along
When I Dream

A STARRY NIGHT

By Charles Robert Lindholm

A Starry Night Shines

As We Watch The Majesty

OLD PHOTOS IN SEPIA

By Charles Robert Lindholm

I SEE ME AT THREE

OLD PHOTOS IN SEPIA,

A FIRE WITHIN ME

By Charles Robert Lindholm

There’s A Yearning
Burning
Fire Within
Me

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By Charles Robert Lindholm


A Soul
Seeking Another
To Share The Lust
Of Life And Love

LOVE NOTES

By Charles Robert Lindholm

There Are Many
That Will Walk With You
As You Travel Your
Chosen Path In Life
Some For Awhile,
And Others Who Will
Want To Journey
With You For A Lifetime,

SEDUCED

By Charles Robert Lindholm

He Betrayed Her Love
Without Intending To

A SHOOTING STAR

By Charles Robert Lindholm

She Was Meant To Be

A Shooting Star In My Life

MEANT TO BE’S

By Charles Robert Lindholm

There Are Moments
In Our Lives
That Are Meant To Be

OLD LOVE STILL REMAINS

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Old Love Still Remains

In The Darkness Of Your Heart

LOVE NEVER DIES

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Love Never Dies
Though You Think It Has
You’ve Tried To
Kill Off Past Loves
And Memories
And It Seems
Successful

THE BITTER END

By Charles Robert Lindholm

It’s Hard To Hear
The Truth,
To Have It Stare
You In The Face

LISTENING TO WHISPERS

By Charles Robert Lindholm

She Sat On A Hill

SHE WAS ALWAYS FREE TO GO

By Charles Robert Lindholm

She Was Always Free To Go
And So, One Day She Finally Did

POETRY AS THERAPY

By Lesley Kluchin and Charles Robert Lindholm

A Broken Heart Needs

Poetry as therapy

LET THE WINDS CARRY YOU HOME

By Charles Robert Lindholm

I Have Journeyed
Far Away From Home
Into A Distant Land
In Search Of Pleasure
And Freedom From
The Chains Of My
Father’s House

A GRACE NOTE IN MY LIFE

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Working On The Road
With The Band
On A Two Week Tour
It Was The Last Stop
Before Heading Home

A Small Town Bar
In Eastern Oregon
With A Fun Crowd
And A Barkeep
That Was The Devil’s Angel

HAIKU: SHAMEFUL!

By Charles Robert Lindholm

It’s Just Shameful!

Puerto Rico Is Treated

HAIKU: LIGHT CHASING DARKNESS

By Charles Robert Lindholm

The Edges Of Night

Slowly Disappear At Dawn

I LIE TO MYSELF

By Charles Robert Lindholm

I Lie To Myself
In An Effort
To Make Me
Feel Better

It Works
For Awhile

HAIKU: LOVE IS BLOSSOMING

By Charles Robert Lindholm

When Springtime Arrives

There’s A Feeling In The Air

HAIKU: THE NEW VOICES

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Hear The New Voices

THE LIVES OF THE LOST

By Charles Robert Lindholm

The Lives Of The Lost
Speak To Us
From Beyond The Grave
They Cry Out

“Enough Is Enough!
How Long
Will You Let
The Will Of
The People
Be Denied

LOOKING AT YOUR LIFE – (WITH THE BEST BREAKUP PHOTO EVER)

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Breaking Up Is Never Easy
Usually Messy
Leaves A Stain On Your Heart
And Is Often Extremely Painful