“Of all the paths you take in life, make sure a few of them are dirt.”
—John Muir (1838-1914)
When I Dream It's About You always has been just You No other person could ever be my one and only Love
*Copyright (C) 2021 Penny Wilson and Charles Robert Lindholm
All rights reserved.
**My Friend, Chuck over at The Reluctant Poet has joined me
again in a collaboration of this little poem. I hope that
you enjoyed it. Be sure to stop in at Chuck's blog and
explore his archives for some beautiful poetry!
The moon whispers
only to the sea
the sea rushes
faint with passion
surging against the shore
reaching for her love
the moon blushes darker
swollen with desire
never to caress
Copyright (C) 2021 Penny Wilson
*This is an older piece of mine that I came across and
decided to reprise it. It's one I've always really
liked. The idea of the moon and the sea in love with
each other but never being able to touch.
REBLOG: Please enjoy this Amazing piece by a Very Talented Writer. ❤
I coughed up a tangled fairy taleA translucent liquid composed of quicksandand psychedelic castles in the airDismay biting a breeze of reverberationLust was an unforgivable bottle of poisonTrapped between sincerity and admiration For you and the wind that wraps me up inclouds of dust, I surrenderFor you and the sensitivity that twinkles like a star, […]Exhaling Infatuation Road — Invincible Verses
For small creatures such as we, the vastness is bearable only through love.
REBLOG: This is the post from Chuck’s blog. Be sure to visit his Blog!!
By Penny Wilson And Charles Robert Lindholm
of your face
Came to me
With sweet lips smiling
and your eyes sparkling
You came to
hold my hand
and walk with me
down memory lane
I felt your touch
and saw our love
I can’t wait until
the dreams end
and we can be
Dancing with the angels
where we have a
never ending future
Copyright © 2021 Penny Wilson And Charles Robert Lindholm
All Rights Reserved – 05-26-2021
Many thanks to Penny for the joy and magic of writing together!!
Please visit Penny’s blog – pennywilsonwrites.com
There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.
*By Penny Wilson And Charles Robert Lindholm Deep asleep and dreaming The vision of your face Came to me last night With sweet lips smiling and your eyes sparkling You came to hold my hand and walk with me down memory lane I felt your touch and saw our love I can't wait until the dreams end and we can be together again Dancing with the angels where we have a never ending future to share Copyright © 2021 Penny Wilson And Charles Robert Lindholm All Rights Reserved – 05-26-2021 *My Dear Friend, Chuck over at The Reluctant Poet collaborated with me on
this poem. We bounced the piece back & forth via emails until we came up with
what you see here. It was a joy to work with Chuck. I hope you enjoy our
endeavor and that you will take a moment and visit Chuck's blog too!
REBLOG: Please visit Walt’s blog to see more of his lovely poetry. This is a sample of one of his works. Please enjoy. ❤
The Poet’s Prayer I pray that my words have meaningthat they are of help to the reader that my mind always has ideasand that my pen never runs out of ink I ask the Lord Of Poetryto guide my handand to help me make suremy words have meaning I pray that He watches overmy fellow […]The Poet’s Prayer — Walt’s Writings