By Charles Robert Lindholm There is no demarcation zone, no welcome platform where we can greet with fanfare the arrival of the newest and next moment in time, Now Now just sneaks up on us with a peek-a-boo greeting that somehow always leaves us surprised and excited with the gifts of opportunities and possibilities it … Continue reading THE GREETING PLACE
By Charles Robert Lindholm Poetry = Where Crying Is Expected Copyright © 2017 Charles Robert Lindholm - The Reluctant Poet All Rights Reserved - Please Come View My Blog Archives!!
By Charles Robert Lindholm Darling, be still and stay with me Please have a little faith in me if I am gone or out at sea or holding You in search of me You hold my heart within Your hand and I hope You know and understand like I do, I’ll always be with You … Continue reading I’LL ALWAYS BE WITH YOU
Dear one I am here, With arms open wide to embrace the rushing dark. Ears willing to listen and heart open to understand, I wish to take your trembling hands. Know that you matter to me an utter stranger, I live to help you find your place. As one who has stood upon that darkening … Continue reading With Me- Michael Erickson
By Charles Robert Lindholm Poetry = Words escaping from dreams Copyright © 2017 Charles Robert Lindholm - The Reluctant Poet All Rights Reserved - Please Come Visit My Archives!!!
By Charles Robert Lindholm The feelings are raw unrippened with age not wanting to wait for time to tell the truth about them now seems like enough tomorrow seems so far away and forever's just a dream Copyright © 2017 Charles Robert Lindholm - All Rights Reserved
By Charles Robert Lindholm Requesting patience is a request for trouble to test your patience Copyright © 2017 Charles Robert Lindholm, The Reluctant Poet - All Rights Reserved Please Come Explore My Archives Here And On My Blog!!
By Charles Robert Lindholm Poetry = Raw feelings on paper Copyright © 2017 Charles Robert Lindholm - All Rights Reserved Please Come Explore My Archives Here And At The Reluctant Poet
By Charles Robert Lindholm I don't know who I am yet for I have not faced the darkest night nor heard the howling demons that hunger for my soul I have not felt the razors edge nor heard the wooing whispers tempting me to use it to let my blood be the ink of my … Continue reading WILL YOU LET ME LOVE YOU?