Posted in Poetry


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.

Posted in Poetry, Writing

The Penalty

My mind's eye 
still holds you 
in an embrace 

I knew there would 
be a price 

A penalty, 
for loving you

I didn't know, 
how long that penalty 
would last

A lifetime,
my beloved 

and beyond 

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