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

Death of the Dream




They told me yesterday that you had passed. I was startled by how
hard it hit me. Your my "Ex". What am I feeling? Why does it feel
like a punch in the gut?

I don't know exactly when we lost it. When it had just.... gone.
You were my forever. You were going to be the last person I
laid eyes on as I took my last breath. Or so I thought; hoped.
In the early days, we were so enraptured with each other, the
world outside of "us" just didn't matter. There were years with
you that I could not believe how incredibly, blissfully, happy
I was. If you looked into my eyes, I knew you were seeing
forever, just as I was seeing it in yours. How did we let that go? We somehow went from not wanting to live without the other to
not being able to stand the sight of the other. How? Years after we parted, I was sitting at a red light in my car
when I suddenly broke down, sobbing at the loss of what we had.
The Treasure, the Dreams that we let slip through our fingers.
The divorce didn't break me. The years of loneliness didn't
either.
It was What We Had Meant To Each Other and What We Had Built
Together. That's what broke me. To Squander such happiness... such love.... It's rare to experience such a depth of passion, bliss,
appreciation, devotion, friendship and love as what we shared.
For that, I am forever grateful for having had you in my life.

I pray that you are at peace.

Copyright (C) 2020 Penny Wilson

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

Slivers


Slivers of heart
carved away

each
minuscule
and

hardly missed

over time
cleaved

then
resume their place
try to fit

now
a new heart

a different
heart

a little worse
for wear

flesh
now calcified  

each wound
hardly perceived

Copyright © 2020 Penny Wilson

 

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