By Charles Robert Lindholm
Few words, say so much
as the message of silence
and the parting touch
so sad, yet tender Continue reading
By Charles Robert Lindholm
Few words, say so much
as the message of silence
and the parting touch
so sad, yet tender Continue reading
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 Continue reading
By Charles Robert Lindholm
My pen is filled
with indigo ink
that captures
the words
that are whispered
into my ear Continue reading
By Charles Robert Lindholm – 3-9-2017 at 6:00 p.m.
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
and the gentle kiss I sent
from me, here in my place Continue reading
I’m going to be playing hooky for a few days so I’m going to post some Encores of poems of mine from the past that many may have never read before. I hope you will enjoy them!!
If you have read them before please come and spend some time in my early 2018 Archives, my Poetry = series #1 – #199: or any other archive month.
Or, Maybe you too might just need a break? LOL
See you in about a week!
Have a great week!!
Chuck