AN UNNAMED MUSE

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

YOU’RE AN INSPIRATION

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”

WHAT REMAINS

Charles R. Lindholm

WHAT REMAINS OF ME
WOULD THE WORLD WANT TO SEE
AFTER I’M GONE
WHAT MAKES ME
WANT TO LEAVE A MARK
THAT MATTERS
SOMEWHERE, SOMEHOW TO SOMEONE

SOMETHING!
THAT TOUCHES A HEART
OR WHISPERS TO A SOUL
FROM LONG AGO AND FAR AWAY,

A BLINDSIDE KISS

By Charles Robert Lindholm 

“A blindside kiss
from out of the blue
a blindside kiss
a gift from you”

I never expected
to be crossing this line
I never expected
her lips on mine 

I never dreamed of
tongues, tangled and twisted
and I’m glad she didn’t ask
for I might have resisted

MAKING THE HURT STOP

By Charles Robert Lindholm

a drug
changes the feeling
ends the pain
makes the hurting stop

you
changed my world
ended the loneliness
made love seem real
hooked me on you
and the touch of your skin

TORN

By Charles Robert Lindholm

STRAINING                                                          

            DESPARATELY                                                   

            FUTILELY                                                 

               TRYING TO HOLD ON                                                          

               BUT THE WINDS OF REALITY                                                     

               BLOW                                                       

               TOO HARD                                                         

               TOO STRONG                                                    

               THE TENSIONS ARE                                                 

               TOO GREAT                                                       

            PRESSURE                                                

                 DEMANDS RELEASE                                                          

MEMORIES IN AMBER

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Covered in Amber
the residue of my tears
washing over my memories
down through the years
from long, long ago,
the dark ages of time 

WEAPONS

By Charles Robert Lindholm

 a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z

twenty six letters
weapons
funny shapes and angles
made into words
telling me things
I don’t want to know 

MY WORN AND TATTERED HEART

By Charles Robert Lindholm

forlorn and forgotten
like refrigerator art
once you vowed to love me
but now we live apart

INTO MY GALAXY

By Charles Robert Lindholm

a comet
                fiery body flashing
                bursting on the scene
blinding in glory
burning but a moment
                in my galaxy