By Charles Robert Lindholm
Poetry = Continue reading
By Charles Robert Lindholm
Poetry = Continue reading
By Charles Robert Lindholm
Now is a snowflake
of time that lands
on your tongue
you feel it
you taste it
it was real
but then
it is gone Continue reading
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I find myself falling in love with the strangers I meet.
The allure they hold over the treasures they conceal,
That lay at the bottom of the oceans of their heart.
We meet in the strangest of ways,
At the bus stop, in the trails of the park we both wonder,
From places I’ve never been, and they find their way to me still.
They leave marks hidden in my skin,
Their fingerprints stained on my heart.
Their chains wrap around me, locked in infatuation and lust.
Each stranger exists in the hollows of my heart,
An enigma wrapped in love’s reasoning,
And I find solace comfort in the unknown of our connection.
Kiss my skin, your lips tell me the tales of forgotten love,
Whisper sweet nothing in my ear, and I’ll tell you anything you need to hear,
Give me the affection I crave, and I’ll give you…
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Come read MW The Mermaid’s “The Trust”
Say what you mean
Mean what you say
There are enough knots
No need for more dismay
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Come read Anna’s “A Hint Of Poetry”
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I wish no one
to die without a hint
of poetry
a hue of love
compassion or
passion
I wish you
all the urge to cross
over this
threshold
while in your home
a nice skin
seeking a touch
from heaven to come
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This poem is part of the collection, available on Amazon, California Notebooks 02
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