Puzzle Pieces


My puzzle pieces 
                                                          
I've carefully 
numbered them                                                   

Each                                                                                  
a part of me                                                                    

I see them                                                                          
cast aside

carelessly
heartlessly

Fitting them
together
in your absence

inconceivable.                                                             

Copyright © 2020 Penny Wilson

*I would like to thank my Dear Friend, Chuck over at 
The Reluctant Poet, for his inspiration of this piece. 
Thank you, Chuck, for your help, encouragement and friendship! ❤

I love you for a thousand years — johncoyote


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A thousand years You came to me in my sweet dreams again andyou were dancing in your white Summer dress by the lake. I watched your beautiful face smiling and you were singing to the afternoon sun. I stood-up and I joined you in the dance of laughter and joy. I whispered to your wanting […]

I love you for a thousand years — johncoyote

Fool’s gold… — johncoyote


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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

Something Worth Losing



I've never had 
anything  
of real value 

Just a few 
trinkets  

I've no 
palatial dwelling 
no shiny chariot  

I have no
gold or silver 
to barter with 

My meals are 
simple fair 

My riches 
have amounted to 
the warmth 
of the sun 
chasing away the chills.
 
The earth 
prosperous and abundant 
with life 
all around me.  

I have water 
enough to quench 
these lips 
and nourish 
my garden


All that I 
require 
is provided me

But, you...  

Having you 
gave me something 
worth losing

Copyright (C) 2020 Penny Wilson

Existence


Mere existence
pales 
the eyes

weeping their color
onto 
worn steps

Recoiling from
breath
to diminish
subsistence 

Existence 
has become 

trivial 
parody  

Copyright (C) 2020 Penny Wilson 
* All is well, my friends. This is just something that 
I've been plucking at for weeks. It finally feels 
complete. A bit dark, but I hope you like my creative attempt.