THE WOLF MOON

The Reluctant Poet

DORINDA'S WOLF MOON
By Charles Robert Lindholm

The Wolf Moon
high
in the night sky
burning

awakens
an inner
instinctive
yearning
in my soul

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NO LONGER A FOOL

Absolutely beautiful…

The Reluctant Poet

By Keza/Spiritedsoul And Charles Robert Lindholm – The Reluctant Poet

How Did I
Not Know
You Possessed
The Coldest Heart?

Your Sweet Words
Deceived Me
With Promises,
Tempting Me
To Believe

Your Fiery Passion,
Your Hungry Hands,
And Wild Desires,
And Lies About Love,
Hid The Truth

No Words Of Love
Or Warm Embrace
Will Erase
What I Have Learned,

I Am, No Longer A Fool

Now
Your Words
Are Barbed Wire Kisses
That Cut Me
To The Quick
And Leave
Me In Tears,

My Punishment
For Trusting You

I Seek Refuge
In The Darkest Corner
Of My Soul,
The Safest Place To Sit,
Far Away From You

Where I Can Wonder,
And Plan My Escape,
Into A Life
That Once Again
Is Mine

Copyright © 2020 Keza/Spiritedsoul And Charles Robert Lindholm – The Reluctant Poet
All Rights Reserved – 09-04-2020 – 11:30 a.m.

Thanks so much to Keza for…

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Guilt and Caregiving

https://chermor2.com/2018/07/15/guilt-and-caregiving/
Beautiful and sad. Incredible writing. ❤

God's Grace and Mom's Alzheimer's

Guilt. It seems to be an ever present shadow in this journey of caregiving and grieving.

Some people seem to be able to say, “I’ve done all I can do.” And stop and feel okay. Maybe I have a better imagination, or a more developed guilt complex, but I can pretty much always think of something more I could do, or should do, or could’ve or should’ve done.

I was talking to a friend at church a month ago, and she was expressing regrets and guilt about having her mom in a nursing home. She said she never wanted to have one of her loved ones in such a place again.

And I told her, “Hey, we kept my mom at home her whole life, and I still feel guilty that I didn’t do enough.” And this is after years of giving her showers, changing her, cleaning their house and…

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Friends I’ve Never Met

Penny Wilson Writes

I’ve been blogging off and on now for 6 plus years.  In that time, I’ve seen bloggers come and go.  I’ve done the same thing.  There has been times when my blog went cold for months and at other times I’ve written every day.

If you spend much time on WordPress, you get to know a person’s writing style.  There are bloggers I seek out, if I don’t happen to see them in my Reader Feed, because I especially enjoy their blog.

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The Baby Hummer Who Crashed Into Glass!

https://cindyknoke.com/2013/08/01/the-baby-hummer-who-crashed-into-glass/
Awesomeness in action. I love Cindy’s pictures and words. Her blog is a little bit of Heaven.

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While busy reading your blogs, there was a very loud thwanking noise on the French doors next to me. I got up to see what it was and there was a juvenile hummingbird on the ground about 6 inches from the door. He was trembling violently and his right-wing was fully extended as if broken. I immediately closed one of your blogs (sorry about that) and googled what to do with a hummingbird who hits a window and breaks a wing. There was all sorts of advice from, “forget it he’s a goner,” to “pick him up and put his beak into the feeder,” to “pick him up and put him in a shoebox with a soft cloth and take him to an animal rescue provider.”
I didn’t like any of these suggestions. A juvenile hummingbird weighs less than a dime. I am like Gulliver the giant in the land…

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Artistic Insights #writephoto

tales told different

Maybe you can show me
Maybe then I can know
Why my spirit wails
Why I feel tired
Worn by the trials of this life
Why I can’t see the good
Without remembering the bad
Maybe if you try
You can show me who I am

1940 Joan Miro

Paint me
Colour my soul
Curve out all emotion
Weave your hand and splay my essence
Draw deep
Show my sparkle and shade my gloom
Turn me round, see it all
Joys and despairs
Displayed

artnet

Gray abstract artist
Dispassionate in your ways
Perceptive to all
Crafting cubes with multiple views
Deep fears and aching desires

Sean Safarlou

My soul falls upon the canvas
Now I can see through the rain
Now I can see me

“The rain blinds while clearing sight” 6word story


I hope you enjoy this,

For;

Reena’s exploration challengecubism
Sue’s writephoto promptworn

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Blindside

Heartstring Eulogies

“Is it too much to ask for a little
courage to know, without a doubt,
that everything is okay?
That is the courage I need.”

This was the moment that would make me. Or it would break me. I wasn’t sure, but it felt like I was doomed from the start. Even now, years later, I’m still waiting for that shoe to drop. For this world to come crumbling down and leave me broken on my knees in surrender. So I look up at all those shimmering lights in the night sky and beg for a little solace. For the briefest of moments when all feels right in the world. Is it too much to ask for a little courage to know, without a doubt, that everything is okay? That there’s no demons of mine waiting to blindside me? That is the courage I need.

© Sarah Doughty
2018

And…

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Guest Author: Mark Bierman ~ Vanished

Sue Vincent's Daily Echo

Today I wish to take some time to promote my novel, Vanished. Now, I must be honest with you, I never thought I’d write a story about human trafficking

 How it all began and why:

My father was a building contractor and had been to the impoverished nation of Haiti a number of times. He would assist with the construction of homes, churches, and a few other projects. His return meant amazing stories and disturbing photos of tiny shanties where families lived, in cramped quarters, without running water or electricity.  In fact, often, there were open streams of raw sewage that ran close to these squalid huts.

In October of 2010, my brother-in-law accompanied my father to decimated post-earthquake Haiti. Yes, you guessed it, another construction project.

“Oh, take a journal with you and write in it every day,” I instructed them. “I want to write an article for…

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MAY THE LIGHT NOT GROW DIM

Much time has passed since I came to this place
I hear names I know but the people have gone
I remember times past and the peace I knew then
My soul yearns to build a new world from the old

I hear names I know but the people have gone
There in the sioil my ancestors lie
My soul yearns to build a new world from the old
But is it too late for my time will soon come

There in the soil my ancestors lie
Their graves are unkempt for nobody cared
Is it too late for my time will soon come
The party is over and everyone’s gone

Their graves are unkempt for nobody cared
For the lives that were lived and the deeds that were done
The party is over and everyone’s gone
But the place is not empty for my memory lives on

For the…

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lines I never wrote ~

tornadoday

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from time to time
I reminisce
o’er lines
I never wrote
truths I dared not share
tho no less true
longing spilled to pages
meant for gentle eyes –
an open heart
with space enough
for two

worthless rhyme
you know me now –
with nothing
left to say
poems stacked in boxes
cupboards tight
love betrayed to silence
grieves the dying word –
an empty page
and evermore
to write

. . .

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writing out loud.

I didn't have my glasses on....

(not me, but we could easily pass as sisters)

for some reason

after almost 8 years of blogging

and never questioning it

I only recently discovered

what the word ‘blog’ actually means. 

Blog is another word for weblog.

A weblog is a website that is like a diary or journal. …

Bloggers often write about their opinions and thoughts.

A blog containing video material is called a video blog or video log,

usually shortened to vlog.

“Blogging is to writing what extreme sports are to athletics: more free-form, more accident-prone, less formal, more alive. It is, in many ways, writing out loud.” For most of human history, all published writing had been carefully inspected, edited, and approved. In the last decade, blogging has turned the publishing world on its head. A blog allows you to write and publish anything, from anywhere, and have it be immediately available to billions…

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6 Signs Your Abuser Hasn’t Changed At All

Excellent article from She Writes It Plain

She Writes It Plain

I’m gonna drive right into this list, but before I do, I want to preface it with something to keep in mind.


Remember, that you can read all the blogs and watch all the YouTube videos, but at the end of the day, only you know your story. And each video and blog is from one person’s perspective.

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OH CLASSIC EDITOR MY LOVE

I agree with Lorraine.

IN VIEW OF WHAT WORDPRESS IS DOING I FEEL IT IS TIME TO REPOST THIS 😃 (I wrote it after having a flirtation with the Block Editor!)

Oh Classic Editor
How I love you
With your clear firm lines
And your soft open spaces
Oh how easy it is to slide into you
Oh what joy we can have there
Creating and recreating joy and bliss
Winding ourselves up into ecstasy
Oh how beautiful you are
My long lost lover
Oh how I craved to be in your arms again
Oh how I craved for the freedom you gave
I yearned for you
I longed for you
And your gentleness
Oh how you invited me in
Where together we could create beautiful things
Oh my love we are back together again
Oh my love never leave me again
Never leave me abandoned again
I love you so much
I am eternally…

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The Jester

Love this from Perditus blog.❤

Perditus

Keeping up appearances

is what we do

Whilst on the inside

our mood is completely blue

🌑

We smile and chat

as if all is fine

The reality is not

so benign

🌑

We are the jester

all happy and content

but in our mind

we are suffering anguish and

torment

🌑

We all need to learn

to look beyond the smile

So the real mood we see

rather than the guile

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4 Behaviors to Avoid In Your Relationship

Another great article…

Dr. Eric Perry

Written by Dr. Eric Perry


“When she asked him whether it was true that love conquered all, as the songs said. ‘It is true’, he replied, ‘but you would do well not to believe it.” ~Gabriel Garcia Marquez

We would all like to believe that when we fall in love it will be forever. The truth is, love is a complicated and fluctuating emotion. It is not a superhero power that will conquer all of life’s problems. One has to treat love with respect and nourish it. By pruning the bad behaviors we can allow love to blossom and flourish. I wrote this post because I believe it is important for all of us to identify the behaviors that are deadly for our relationships.

Dr. John Gottman is a therapist who in 2007 was recognized as one of the most influential therapists of the past 25 years. He is a Professor Emeritus…

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Relying on Intuition to Blaze Your Trail – Daily Quote

Awesome article…☺

Jo Hawk

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We’ve all experienced the stark terror of staring at a blank page. While we may have an intended topic or a brilliant idea, the thought of conquering the unknown mocks us, and we freeze. What is more perfect than a pristine page? How can we possibly live up to the expectations? How do we proceed? An old saying counsels that we make a trail by walking. It is only when we turn around that we “find” a path. Art teachers encourage their students to make one mark on the canvas.

Sheer physical willpower is my answer. Whether it is bold and daring, or meek and uncertain, action leads to action. I force my fingers to move. I ignore the panic and type whatever words reach my fingertips. No matter how crazy it sounds, or banal, or weird the phrases seem, I let them flow. I push negative thoughts from my…

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Morning Glory

DoodleScribbles

She was morning glory personified
Beautiful and stunning
Her radiance glows with the sun

But more than being a hardy vine
A scenic perennial flower
Morning glory symbolizes her life

She’s a hopeless romantic
Who loves in vain—
Even a forbidden one

Spent all her waking days
With a hopeful heart
To an unrequited love, she smiles.


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DAY 8:And now, for our prompt (optional, as always). It’s Friday, and writing poems isn’t easy! So let’s give ourselves a break with a simple prompt today. Poets have been writing about flowers since, oh, the dawn of time. So today, I challenge you to add your own poem to this long tradition, by finding a flower, and versifying in its honor. Happy writing!

I like flowers but I don’t really have a specific favorite. I got this idea from my A to Z post a while ago and I couldn’t be happier…

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Writers Quote Wednesday: A Start Of Something New

Awesome…

DoodleScribbles

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Good morning, citizens of blogosphere! I would like to welcome you all the newest addition to my blog, the Writer’s Quote Wednesday. I have finally decided to join my dear friend, Jade of Jade M. Wong in shining the spotlight onto our chosen poet or writer every Wednesday (Thursday on my side of the earth).  I hope you will like their work too! 🙂

I have heard so much about You
that should make me stay away from You
but I just couldn’t help myself
I got to close and the mere scent of You enchanted me

Charles Robert Lindholm, Sinfully Delicious

As for my first guest, I am happy to introduce a dear friend of mine who pens about love and romance, and everything in between. Lately my muse and I have been through a series of hiatus and it was his poems that nudged the hopeless…

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[Flash Fiction] Remember, Remember, The Fifth of November

Timely…one of my favorites.

Jade M. Wong

“I can’t believe you’re serious about doing this. What if people see you?”

“That’s what the mask is for.” He pointed to the white mask already secured on his face, his identity hidden behind an oversized smile, red cheeks, and a wide black mustache. 

“And if they decide to shoot you first and ask questions later?”

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I WISH FOR ANOTHER DAY IN LOVE WITH YOU

Enjoyed working with the Reluctant Poet! His poem, inspired by my picture, is awesome.

The Reluctant Poet

By Jeanne Marie And Charles Robert Lindholm

I Saved The Last Wish For You…
My Darling,
Just Like I Always Do,
Each And Every Night
After My Prayers
THE LAST DANDELION SEED WISH

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