Tag: inspiration

Posted in Poetry, Prose

Eclipse

Posted on by Penny Wilson Writes

There was a time when your light shone bright and brilliant.  You were the warmth of my days.  Then, darkness overcame you, swallowing your soul.  I could still see flashes of you, moments of you, when your brilliance would shine like jewels.  I feared that the darkness had an eternal hold on you.  Then, at last, the darkness released its hold on you.  I was once again bathed in your stunning light.  I am eternally blessed to live under your luminous beauty.  

Copyright (C) 2024 Penny Wilson, All Rights Reserved

*I was describing my experience of seeing the eclipse yesterday to my friend over at Minnesota Prairie Roots and she challenged me to write about it.  Thank you, Audrey.  ❤  Above is the result of that challenge.  I hope you enjoyed my efforts.

Posted in depression, Poetry

Gravity

Posted on by Penny Wilson Writes 

*This is an older piece, but I like it. I hope you do too. 

The energy it takes
to pull my feet from this earth
seems insurmountable. 

Each step
burdensome
cumbersome
massive. 

I lift my head
seeing the sunlight
breaking through the darkness ahead. 

Just a sliver. 

Hope. 

I advance
determined to reach
the cloudless space.

A deep breath. 

My conviction
wavering.

Fragments are found
somewhere deep inside.

Another step.

A small victory.

Another step.

I feel warmth
coming from the light.

One last step... 

Triumph. 
Copyright (C) 2019 Penny Wilson

**All is well, my friends.  This post started out as something very dark but turned around for me. (I never know the path my muse will take.)  I think it says that the light IS peeking through for me.  As always, thank you for joining me on this journey. ❤ Penny

Posted in Life, quotes

Live For Something

Posted on by Penny Wilson Writes

“It’s not enough to have lived. We should be determined to live for something. May I suggest that it be creating joy for others, sharing what we have for the betterment of personkind, bringing hope to the lost and love to the lonely.”

—Dr. Leo Buscaglia (1924-1998)
professor, author

Posted in Poetry, Writing

My Muse Whispers

Posted on by Penny Wilson Writes 

My Muse Whispers 
and I play along  

Words and images 
that taunt and tease
left like breadcrumbs  

I'm drawn to the keyboard 
to lay bare 
my thoughts 
my pain 
my soul 

I unburden myself 
at her feet 

I share my
secrets 
my desires and hopes 

During our favorite time
in the twilight hours
she whispers

While the waning moon 
looks on 
spying 
but telling no one 

Of the words I confess to 
My Muse  
my guide 
my everything 

My Muse Whispers

Copyright (C) 2024 Penny Wilson
*Thank you, to my friend Chuck at the Reluctant Poet for the inspiration 
for this piece. 
**After a several months hiatus, my muse does seem to be making occasional
visits again. This is a new piece. I hope you enjoyed it.  
Thank you for joining me on this journey. Penny <3
Posted in Poetry

My Muse

Posted on by Penny Wilson Writes 

You are the well from which I drink. 

Each breath with you is 
loathsome and welcoming. 

Your presence can cleanse 
or stain this heart. 

You are a curse, 
yet I must have you. 

I need you, 
though I despise you. 

The nourishment you give 
is gone. 

You feed this soul with your beauty, 
your horror and pain. 

Have you abandoned me? 

Penny Wilson Copyright (C) 2023 All Rights Reserved 
*I originally posted a slightly different version of this in 2016. 
I hope you enjoyed the revised version. <3
Posted in Life, Prose

These Are My Wishes For You

Posted on by Penny Wilson Writes

*This is a quote that my BFF gave to me years ago.  I’ve always treasured it and I keep it on my fridge with a magnet.  Once in a while I will remember to stop and read it.  Every time I do this, it stops me in my tracks.  A wonderful and beautiful sentiment.  I want to share this beautiful wish with you.  May your life always be as blessed.

These Are My Wishes For You–  

“May you find serenity and tranquility in a world you may not always understand.

May a kind word, a reassuring touch, and a warm smile be yours every day of your life, and may you give these gifts as well as receive them.

May you find time in each day to see the beauty and love in the world around you.

May you find enough inner strength to determine your own worth by yourself, and not be dependent on other’s judgement of your accomplishments.

May you always feel loved.”

-Sandra Sturtz

Posted in Life, Writing

From My Writing Desk

Posted on by Penny Wilson Writes

I’m sitting in my favorite room of the house, at my favorite spot, my writing desk.  Well, my dining room table, actually.  

Today is gray and cloudy and it has been raining here for several days.  But when I sit here and look out the window, I don’t care what the weather is.  I always have a beautiful view.   

This room was deemed my favorite room the first time that I walked into this house and that opinion has not changed.  The most amazing morning light graces these walls.  That is, on the days that it’s sunny. 

This room has a way of energizing me and relaxing me at the same time.  I feel calm, yet I’m excited to sit down at keyboard and begin creating.  

Creating.  That’s a good word for it.  

Tell me, do you have a favorite spot to write, to be creative?  What is it about this spot that is special to you? 

Copyright (C) 2022 Penny Wilson