Just a hint A small inkling Like a whisper not quite heard Or a soft scent on the breeze I can’t hold or touch it A shadow caught in the path of the sun I felt it I tasted it I’m sure Elusive and wild as trust As fleeting as time Love Copyright (C) 2023 Penny Wilson
Category: Poetry
Patched
I've threaded the needle. This fine new silk thread is lovely on its own. It will serve me well. This patch is a big one smaller than others. But bigger than most. I've chosen a pretty shade of crimson for this one. The color I bleed. Although fresh, the patch does blend well with the others. I'm no seamstress, but I've become proficient. I worried for a while, but I know I'll be alright. I can face the world with a smile. This patch will do it's job. This heart is resilient. I'll patch it one more time.
Copyright (C) 2023 Penny Wilson
*A slight revision from its 2018 version. I like it. I hope you do too.
The Weight of Yesterday
Lapse In Judgement
You Are My All
Anniversary
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Happy Anniversary with WordPress.com!You registered on WordPress.com 9 years ago.Thanks for flying with us. Keep up the good blogging.
I received the message above from WordPress yesterday. This kind of thing makes me reminisce, thinking about how I got here. My blog has gone through many changes over the years. It’s still a mish mash of life experiences, poetry or whatever else I happen to fancy at the moment. I’ve made some wonderful friends along the way.
For those of you who have come along for the ride, I thank you!
Let Me Slumber
Under the stars
the grass is cool
against my fevered skin
You are in silhouette
but I know your breath
as it warms me
The breezes carry
your scent to me
The fireflies dance
as if in celebration
I’m intoxicated
by the night
If in a dream
let me slumber
I do not wish
the daylight
to intrude
Copyright (C) 2023 Penny Wilson All Rights Reserved
You’ll Be There
As my time here grows shorter, the fear fades.
It’s a comfort, really, knowing you’ll be there when I leave this place.
We can catch up like we always do.
It will be like continuing a conversation from yesterday.
You’ll show me the ropes and all the best places to hang out.
You’ve always been part of me. It’s good to know that you always will be.
Copyright (C) 2023 Penny Wilson
Empty
#Writephoto – Blue
The door to my heart is blue My favorite color because the blue reflects the color of your eyes where the stars always shine Copyright (C) 2023 Penny Wilson
For KL’s #Writephoto Challenge