By Charles Robert Lindholm
To a woman of beauty,
with a mischievous smile
and a seductive pose
with words that thrill me
in poems and prose” Continue reading
Her
MY LAST BREATH – REPRISE
By Charles Robert Lindholm
my last breath
before dying
will bring
all of your memories Continue reading
THE TOUCH OF THE NEW – REPRISE
By Charles Robert Lindholm
he didn’t mean to do it
he just fell into the trap
and when he finally told her
she gave his face a slap
how could you do this?
she yelled, then cried
I’ve trusted you forever
how long now have you lied?
HAIKU: THE WIDOW’S MITE
TIME WITH YOU – REPRISE
By Charles Robert Lindholm
time with you
is such fun
it’s so easy
to be with you
and it’s such a joy
every second
packed with
as much activity
and fun as possible
like a kid
in a candy store Continue reading
I HEARD AN ANGEL WHISPERING – A RESPONSE TO “RAIN ON ME” – REPRISE
By Charles Robert Lindholm
I heard an Angel
whispering the words
of Her poem in my ears
tempting me
with the words
off Her tongue Continue reading
AN UNNAMED MUSE – REPRISE
By Charles Robert Lindholm
She speaks to me
in the middle of the night
I wake to the silence
and hear, “You must write”
She tells me
of words
and makes them so clear
as She whispers Continue reading
THE LADY PLAYED WHITE – REPRISE
By Charles Robert Lindholm
She slowly walked by
and made a racy comment,
while I thought
of some replies,
and then there was magic
that passed between our eyes, Continue reading
THE NAKED PIANO – REPRISE
By Charles Robert Lindholm
Sitting on a stage
in a solitary pose
like a model
with no clothes
No clothes
to hide the beauty
that we see
and the magic
that we hear
Transfixed
we cannot
look away
as we listen
to her play
The Naked Piano
stands alone
wanting You
to hear
her song
to stare
at her beauty
unafraid
to let you see
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IN MY THOUGHTS – REPRISE
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 Continue reading
The Reluctant Poet 