Never, ever, yours… — Afterwards

I love Michael’s blog, Afterwards.  He’s funny, uncensored, and irreverent.  But once in a while he lets his softer side show.  This is an example of one of those times.  Please enjoy this lovely poem by Michael.  ❤

Some words.

via Never, ever, yours… — Afterwards

In My Dreams

I was sure I had found you 

I've felt your arms around me 
felt your strength
the heat 
of your

Just a dream

I've seen your eyes  

They're the color 
of the sea 
on a winter morning

Your passion 
has held me 
enthralled me  

I give myself 
to you
just to awaken 
to an empty 

A dream 

I thought I saw 
your smile 
in passing 

I felt the electricity  

The same as my dreams  

You're out there
I know it  
I feel it  

I feel


Copyright (C) 2019 Penny Wilson


Twisted Spell – #OctPoWriMo

She studied lore and craft

Her heart’s desire to obtain.


She used bat’s wings and chants

And even a little wolfbane.


She locked him in a cage

And cast spells on him each night.

Continue reading “Twisted Spell – #OctPoWriMo”

Consumed #writephoto

It’s been a while since I’ve participated in Sue’s Thursday prompts.  However, this photo was very inspiring!  If you would like to be part of the fun with Sue’s prompts, you can read all about it HERE.  Below is my offering for Sue’s amazing photo.  

A wildfire

Out of control

I am lost in

thoughts of you.

The loneliness burns

As does my desire.

Consuming you

being Consumed.

Raging against

the empty

Seeking your


Devour me with it

I beg.

I long to touch

The flame.

Copyright (C) 2018 Penny Wilson







I breath you in

Eager to capture a part of you

A piece of you

I want to drink you down

Feel you wash over

my tongue

Warming my insides

I long to hold you

To remember the taste

of your lips

Let me

Cherish the moment

Relish the now

Copyright (C) 2018 Penny Wilson





They were just ahead.  Soon, she’d have all she wanted.

It had been a torturous journey.  Having been denied this small luxury was hell.  People over there didn’t understand.  Still on the tiny plane, she started to imagine it.

Continue reading “Arches”

Dusk at the Lake

Dusk at the lake.

I pick cattails and

think of summers

Spent with you.

Lazy days and

Memorable nights.

Sunsets of youth

And angst of desires

Yet undefined.

© 2018 Penny Wilson

**This is for Sue Vincent’s #writephoto prompt Dusk.  You can find out all about her Thursday prompts HERE.

Light My World

I feel your gentle touch on the morning breeze.

The sunrise brings your warmth.

The trees deliver the echos of your heart;

The sky, the color of your eyes.

I hear your laughter in the raindrops.

The stars wink at me

Like the smile that touches your mouth.

The moon lights my path

As you light my world.

(C) 2018 Penny Wilson



Between Us – #writephoto

Between us

A hunger

A wish…

Between us


Slipped away.

Between us



Between us

Love fractured.

Copyright (C) 2018 Penny Wilson

** This is for a prompt on Sue Vincent’s blog that you can find HERE.  Have a look and join in on the fun with Sue’s beautiful photos and prompts.