Misfit out of order Not fitting in the boxes Compromising bargaining for understanding Hoping to unveil the key or the magic words Copyright (C) 2020 Penny Wilson Image by Merio from Pixabay
Author: Penny Wilson Writes
Penny Wilson is a freelance writer who writes in several genres. She has written articles for WOW Women on Writing. Her poetry has been published in online journals, such as Ariel Chart, Spill Words Press and the Poppy Road Review. Penny is a member of the Austin Poetry Society. Her poetry has been featured in the publication America's Emerging Poets 2018 & 2019 by Z Publishing, Poets Quarterly and Dual Coast Magazine published by Prolific Press. You can find more of her writings on her blog at https://pennywilsonwrites.com/ and follow her on Twitter @pennywilson123.
Ladders In The Sky
Fleeing I erect ladders in the sky Despair reaches for me wearing me threadbare Once I reach the top I will go where the wind blows In my pockets I take only fairy dust Prepared for the future
Copyright (C) 2020 Penny Wilson
Photo by Khimish Sharma from Pexels
astonishing.
REBLOG: Please enjoy Beth’s share below. ❤
Habits
Strange
the habits
we develop
The compulsion
the addiction
Involuntary
acts
Loving you
is a habit
One I’ve never
wanted
to break
Copyright © 2020 Penny Wilson
Standing in Line-For Real!
I stood in line for 1 1/2 + hours this morning to get my “I Voted” sticker! It’s SO important. VOTE, folks! VOTE!!
Standing in Line
I watch the faces
on the street.
The aftermath
of what has been
thrust
at us daily.
Numb to
the overgrown
lies.
Deceptions
meant to
seduce.
Trust issues
nightmares
leave us tossing
in our beds at night.
Standing in line
praying for salvation
in the power
of our convictions.
Copyright © 2020 Penny Wilson
Image by Pete Linforth from Pixabay
Fool’s gold… — johncoyote
REBLOG: Please don’t miss this amazing piece by a incredible Talent, John Coyote. ❤
Fool’s gold Once we held hands and we talks of the great escape. We drank expresso coffee and we walked on the Monterey pier. I savored your sweet voice and I remember. I held you like you were my love in the Winter storms of the Pacific in 1993.Lonely days compelled us to fall together. […]
Fool’s gold… — johncoyote
Humans Are…
Planted
“Sometimes when you’re in a dark place you think you’ve been buried but you’ve actually been planted.”
– Christine Caine
Give in to the Darkness
Give in to the darkness let it spill out bleeding upon the page Let the darkness soak into the paper as it leaves you Leaves your heart your soul Use the pages release the darkness within Give in to it Write what haunts you scares you Let those feelings go where they may untethered unrestrained get it out Then let it go Copyright (C) 2020 Penny Wilson
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