Category: Poetry

Cold… #Poetry — anita dawes and jaye marie

by Penny Wilson Writes, posted in Poetry

REBLOG:  Please don’t miss Anita’s beautiful poem. ❤

Cold Frost white morning I slip my head beneath my duvet No way are my feet moving From this warm cover Today I stay hidden from the world To dream of things to come A future made of stardust With bright green jewels A land where you leave a wish Knowing it will come […]

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My Box of Words

by Penny Wilson Writes, posted in Poetry 

My box of words 
is hoarded 
selfishly. 

Choosing and stockpiling 
each one 
carefully. 

I take inventory. 

I tuck them away 
in my little treasure box 
lined with memories 
tears 
and laughter. 

Yesterday's words 
are tinged 
aging and gnarled 
the edges curling. 

Today's words 
fat 
filled with promise. 

Choosing the right ones 
is a challenging 
feat 
not always accomplished 
with elegance. 

Copyright (C) Penny Wilson

Friday Favorites-The Reluctant Poet

by Penny Wilson Writes, posted in Life, Poetry, Writing

https://thereluctantpoetweb.wordpress.com/

Welcome to another post of my Friday Favorites!  I’m sorry that I skipped last Friday, but with being smack dab in the middle of the holidays, I suspect you understand.  My goal, each Friday, is to bring you a little information about a Favorite Blogger of mine.  Check them out and they may just become a favorite of yours too!

Chuck, at The Reluctant Poet is a favorite blogger of mine for several reasons.  The reason that I originally connected with Chuck is because he writes some of the most amazing and beautifully romantic poetry!  THIS  is an example of what I mean.  Be sure to browse thru Chuck’s archives, you’ll find a treasure trove from a talented poet!

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Mom’s Birthday

by Penny Wilson Writes, posted in Life, Poetry

This is the first full day of winter.  My mother’s birthday.  It’s been more than 25 years since she passed.  But I still miss her.  Happy Birthday Mom.  ❤

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I started to NOT post this.  I thought it was sad.  But missing loved ones is sad I suppose.  I’m happy that she is always a part of my life.  For my Mom.  

The walls are permeated with the laughter and tears once shared.

I fill the room as best I can with today’s sunlight.

I open the window, but the breeze does not sweep away the past.

A life once lived clings tightly.

My fingers touch a picture frame.

Frozen in time, you cradle a child.

I can feel the love in the smile on your lips.

Your fingers gently brush the hair from my face.

Behind my eyes, I’m swept away.

I am once again, safe.  Warm.  Loved.

You always smelled of lilacs.

Today, your memory is as vivid as yesterday.

Other times, your face is but a faded shape in the mist.

You are always with…

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Desert — A Good Blog is Hard to Find

by Penny Wilson Writes, posted in Life, Poetry

REBLOG: Don’t miss Jason’s beautiful piece.

There comes a time when you must seek your desert. A place where only the sun exists and you can begin to dry away the tears that sit around you like water in a drip pan. You find yourself face to face with the nightmares, the dreams you used to know… they know you. With […]

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Chill #writephoto

by Penny Wilson Writes, posted in Poetry 

You throw 
the words 
from your lips 
to land in the 
chill 
air between us.  

The chill 
outlasts 
the flame 
we once shared. 

(C) 2019 Penny Wilson

*This is in response to Sue Vincent's Thursday Photo prompt
#writephoto.  If you 'd like to get in on the fun, you can find
out all about it HERE.