Posted in Poetry

Favorite Place

By Penny Wilson and Charles Robert Lindholm
 
I love
That you know
All of my favorite
Places
 
When I’m encircled in your arms,
Lost in your eyes
and Cherished in your heart
 
You are home to me
My favorite place
 
Copyright (c) 2022 Penny Wilson and Charles Robert Lindholm
 
*Another collaboration between me and my dear friend, Chuck, at 
Posted in Poetry

Frayed Memories

My memories 
of you 
have become frayed.  

Tattered and worn 
around the edges 
from endless usage.  

They are not 
as crisp and sharp 
as they were yesterday 

but still 
just as 
precious. 

Copyright (C) 2022 Penny Wilson

*Photo is of my Mother when she was a teen. 

**My friend, Chuck at The Reluctant Poet used the words
"Frayed Memories" in something recently and I was inspired
to write this poem.  I hope you enjoyed.  
Posted in Poetry

All That’s Left

My skin 
remembers
your tender touch

Your soft
whispers
memorized

Each line and curve
of your face
the blue of your eyes
forever enshrined

At unexpected moments
I'm reminded of
last talks
last walks
the last times...

I treasure
each of these
for they're all I have left
of you  


Copyright (C) 2022 Penny Wilson

 

Posted in Poetry, Writing

Shadow

*Another collaborative effort with my friend Chuck over at The Reluctant PoetI hope you enjoy our efforts.
Just out of reach
a shadow of you
follows me
during my days
 
My nights are spent 
in longing
 
Reliving those tender moments
and memories of us
 
Your shadow proves 
you are always near
 
It gives me hope and comfort
to still feel your love 
in my heart
 
As you keep your promise 
to watch over me
 
COPYRIGHT ©2022 PENNY WILSON AND CHARLES ROBERT LINDHOLM ALL RIGHTS RESERVED – 08-13-2022
Posted in Poetry, Writing

The Thirst Remains

I’m the junkie 
twitching 
for his next fix  

I’m the drunkard 
looking 
for his next drink  

I’m the infant 
crying 
for his mother’s breast

The need in me 
to give life to 
my thoughts 
is undeniable  

My fingers 
are drawn to the keyboard 
searching 
for that release

I long to 
watch the letters 
flow 
across the screen 
as I chase the cursor

The cursor 
is mocking 
me 
today

My thoughts 
will not emerge 
upon the page

Today 
the thirst 
remains

(C) 2019 Penny Wilson

*The original version of this was written several years ago. 
I liked it then, but decided it needed a fresh tweak. I hope you 
enjoyed. Penny
Posted in Poetry

An Endless Dream


*My buddy Chuck over at The Reluctant Poet and I collaborated
on this poem. I hope you enjoy our efforts. 

RELIVING AND CELEBRATING
MOMENTS AND MEMORIES
FROM THE PAST

THE BEST ONES
NEVER FADED
BUT FRAYED
FROM REMEMBERING
YOU AND US

IMAGININGS
OF THE FUTURE
AND THE PAST
COME TO ME

WHAT
MIGHT HAVE BEEN
AND WHAT MIGHT BE,
MERGING
IN AN ENDLESS LOOP

THAT BEGINS EACH NIGHT,
WITH REMINISCING
AND WISHES OF US IN A
NEVER ENDING DREAM

COPYRIGHT ©2022 PENNY WILSON AND CHARLES ROBERT LINDHOLM
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED – 08-13-2022
Posted in Life, Poetry

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