By Charles Robert Lindholm
Trump’s
Planned Coup
Is Not Working
Judges Deciding, He’s A
Loser
Copyright © 2020 Charles Robert Lindholm – The Reluctant Poet
All Rights Reserved – 11-23-2020 -8:45 a.m.
Day: November 23, 2020
Poetry: Day 389
A beautiful but pensive love poem!!
you speak in riddles and beautiful lies
smiling in the sunset
crying when it’s dark
you tell me stories of love
should i believe you?
the patchwork of your life seems displaced
you don’t match up
but i’m still falling hard
dizzy from it and sick with love
sick from the feeling of being halfway
between love
and needing to run far from you
FIGMENT
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Together with You
Beautifyl words of love!
Just the thought of you
takes my breath away
leaves me suspended in
anticipation, knowing
that soon I will be
merged in your love
for all eternity
I wait for this moment
not understanding that
I have always been
in Oneness with you
Just Be
Be
kind
generous
patient
let troubles
melt away
taking only
lessons they bring
knowing
serenity
comes with
surrender
Learning to Trust
Learning to surrender
To trust the process
Frees me from fear
Leaving serenity in its place
Following
Come enjoy this!
Just a Kiss
Just one kiss
one tiny moment
when the world
stops so we
can connect
our hearts
at last
into
eternity
Midnight Skies
I live in gardens fair,
yet am filled with longing
for you. The pain of my
yearning for your love
distorts the sweetest scent
of blossoms of Lady-of-the-Night.
I feel your promise in the wind,
your whispers in the stars of
midnight skies. I dream of union
with you only to awaken unfulfilled.
Come to me, Beloved, for
I can not live with half a soul.
Right Time
A wise man always serves
others, never seeking to
gain himself. The gift is
in the giving.
Does a wise man serve
those who do not care to
receive? No, for their
time is not now. Instead,
the sage seeks those who
are ready and can use
what he has to offer.
The Reluctant Poet 