Posted in Poetry

Telling My Secrets to the Stars


I awoke

with a start. 

The taste

of your kiss

still lingering

on my lips. 

For answers

I look

to the night sky,

telling my secrets

to the stars. 

The man in the moon

listens

but offers

no guidance.

Copyright (C) 2021 Penny Wilson

Posted in Life, Poetry

Fool’s gold… — johncoyote


REBLOG: Please don’t miss this amazing piece by a incredible Talent, John Coyote. ❤

Fool’s gold Once we held hands and we talks of the great escape. We drank expresso coffee and we walked on the Monterey pier. I savored your sweet voice and I remember. I held you like you were my love in the Winter storms of the Pacific in 1993.Lonely days compelled us to fall together. […]

Fool’s gold… — johncoyote