The poetry rhymes or doesn't The flowery angry or heartbreaking words are released upon the page Stories tug at heartstrings Flooding emotions scream and cry The darkness within or without finds its way through my fingertips What appears upon the page not always in my control My muse takes me on Rides I never dreamed of Places and people never seen Stirrings emotions never before felt My exploration of the human experience captured laid bare upon the page Somewhere between the lines I find myself (C) 2019 Penny Wilson
Let's go there now. This island you've built for us. I see it surrounded not by the sound of the surf but the beating of your heart next to mine. No sun to warm us instead we bask in the glow of love's flame. The sun shines down on our little island and the tropic nights sing our lullaby. Our island. Here. With you. (C) 2019 Penny Wilson Image by Leonardo Valente from Pixabay
Welcome to another of my Friday Favorites! Each Friday, I will bring to you some information about a favorite blog/blogger. This week I want to tell you about Jessica Bakkers
I connected with Jess a few years ago. She is an aMAZEing writer. Brilliant!! She is working on a novel that I cannot wait to get my hands on. It’s called Guns of Perdition. You can find out about it and some of her other works HERE. Some of her short stories have brought me to tears.
This girl has an amazing sense of humor! Browse around her blog and you’ll be glad you did. Jess is from Australia and has no trouble poking a little fun at herself. THIS is a good example of one of her hilarious posts.
In addition to being an incredibly talented force, you will find Jess to be sweet, funny and genuine. Please don’t miss out on connecting with this wonderful writer. Go visit Jess’s blog today! Now! Go!
(C) 2019 Penny Wilson
REBLOG: Don’t miss this beautiful piece by Anita Dawes. ❤
From her Mind I have in my many years seen shit float Heard it speak many languages So the other day I was surprised When my granddaughter asked “Nana, if the moon takes light from the sun Does she cry tears of gold?” I was taken back by this for a moment Unsure how […]