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Love behold, love be bold…


REBLOG:  Please enjoy this beautiful piece by John Coyote.  For some reason, when I attempted to reblog this previously, it did’t show up!  To those of you that were looking for it and couldn’t find it, I apologize!

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Love behold, love be bold

A Poem by Coyote Poetry
"Poetry for the new book, The island."

                                 Love behold, love be bold…

I told her, you awoke my slumbering heart. I love your beautiful face, your womanly curves and the elegant of your words when you speak. I love your tattoos on your soft and tender skin, they make me wish and dream of you. You are not ashamed of the lover touch and the longing of the kiss, the embrace. You adore the labor of love.
I remember her soft whispers, please dance with me by the light of midnight moon near the Lake Gichigana. The Bacchus wine will make us not fear the coldness of the lake and we will dance bare and proud for the moon and the stars.

I remember…

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REBLOG: Bare- #passionate #love #poetry- #PoetryandMusic — Booknvolume


REBLOG: Please Don’t miss Morgan’s exquisite poem! ❤

. . Whispers In the Eloquent Hush Of the Paralyzing, Unquestioning, Delirious Rush, To Draw You to me, To Bare Our Souls, To Tremble Beneath Passion’s Shivering Blush. Intoxication of Fervent Desire, Spinning, Abandon of Encompassing Fire, To Draw me to You, To Bare Our Souls, Beguiling Tapestry of Shadows Conspire. Whirlwind In the Blustering […]

Bare- #passionate #love #poetry- #PoetryandMusic — Booknvolume
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Interlude — House of Heart


REBLOG: Don’t miss Holly’s Beautiful poem!

In this dream I turn to you light my cigarette from the glowing tip of yours. I propose we fly away. Your dark eyes whip my mind into arousal and your elegant hand on my thigh turns me soft inside. Your breathing is a sigh against my ear that whispers my hair and crimson lips […]

Interlude — House of Heart
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Rusty Knight


She had been so cold and alone, those days in the dark.
There was a sadness on her soul and also in her heart.

She looked to the stars, the moon and the sun.
Warmth had turned it’s back, she thought she was done.

A Knight appeared before her and reached out to take her hand.
He was unlike any other in this unforgiving land.

His eyes shone bright, through the armor of rust.
He was covered with honor, love and trust.

The armored arms enveloped her; strong but soft and warm.
She was safe, she was safe, she would come to no harm.

She looked up into the eyes of the Rusty Knight’s eyes of green.
Her soul was being cared for, like it had never been.

He said “Take my hand M’lady, for treasures are lain before you.”
“Treasures more precious than diamonds.  Your soul to be born anew.”

“Your soul in my care will be loved adored and cherished.
Let no dragon cross my path or it is he who will perish.”

She laid her heart at his feet and trembling, took his hand.
Her future was in his eyes, her past now a wasteland.

Originally posted in 2014, but still a favorite.  I hope you will 
indulge me repeating it. Please enjoy. 

Copyright (C) 2014 Penny Wilson 
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I love you for a thousand years — johncoyote


REBLOG: Please read this Amazing piece from a very talented writer and poet. ❤

A thousand years You came to me in my sweet dreams again andyou were dancing in your white Summer dress by the lake. I watched your beautiful face smiling and you were singing to the afternoon sun. I stood-up and I joined you in the dance of laughter and joy. I whispered to your wanting […]

I love you for a thousand years — johncoyote
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Out My Window


 

out my window 
the world continues
as if nothing ever happened
between us

there is no hint
of what was
left unsaid

but in
my head
and heart

'should haves'
and
'what ifs'
crowd
speculation

different choices

always in hindsight

would you change
your tune

our fitting together?

dreams take flight
piece by piece
falling to the ground

tomorrows shattered

out my window
is another day

another
rotation of the earth
for me to navigate
without you

Copyright (C) 2020 Penny Wilson




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The Deck-Something to Smile About


First of all, Thank You to Trent, who continues to remind us that there is always something to smile about!  Please take a look at his wonderful Weekly Smile HERE. 

It sure makes me Smile to see something like this finished!  My deck, pictured above is just about my favorite place to hang out.  I love to watch the different birds that come to visit and watch my little dog, Rocket enjoy His Turf.  My deck has been needing a good cleaning for quite some time.  I have also wanted to stain it. So I decided that this past weekend was the perfect time to do it!

 

The weekend mornings were blessedly cool.  So I was up bright and early putting my back into it and giving my deck a good scrubbing.  Not the best picture above.  But if you look at the color in the top part of the pic, you’ll see the beginnings of my efforts.  The deck had begun to take on that grey/black color.  Yuck.  After a good scrub, the boards looked like new!  It’s been quite warm in the afternoon, so I decided that if it was dry the next morning that I would stain it.

 

The next morning, bright and early again, I went outside and looked at my lovely, dry, clean deck.  So I set about staining it.  I chose a pretty redwood color.  In the picture above, you can see the difference between my recently cleaned boards and the new color of stain.  This is me cutting in around the edge.

And the picture above is the finished result!  It’s still wet here, but it dried nicely.  Isn’t it pretty?  I’ll just stay off of it for another day or two and it should be good to go!

This project definitely made me smile!!  So What Made You Smile This Last Week?  Come on, share and then let Trent know on his Weekly Smile post found HERE.

Copyright (C) 2020 Penny Wilson

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THE THRILL OF WRITING


Sweet Chuck, over at The Reluctant Poet, has graciously included me in a collaboration with him on this poem.  I adore what he has done with it!  Please be sure to spend some time at Chuck’s blog exploring!  I hope you enjoy our effort here.  (Thank you, Chuck! ❤ )

The Reluctant Poet

By Charles Robert Lindholm And Penny Wilson

I Hear The Rhythm
Of My Pulse Beating
Between My Ears
As I Tap, Tap, Tap The Keys

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