Tag Archives: old

#OctPoWriMo – Wasted Momentum

Lined face A roadmap written by sins Destruction willfully pursued With a feeble dance Sunrise Darkened by cataracts Wasted momentum None remember Copyright © 2018 Penny Wilson This is part of a 31 day challenge.  October is Poetry Writing Month.  … Continue reading

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Old Photos

Pieces of paper that hold a link to the past. The edges are curled; they won’t lay flat.   In shades of grey and black they are bound to the page. Eyes that no longer see, from a long ago … Continue reading

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Who Is This Guy?

I found this amazing photo on Unsplash.com.  Credit goes to a photographer that goes by “Vero Photoart”.   She has a website that you can check out here:  http://verophotoart.wixsite.com/photo After recently having what I consider to be a milestone birthday, I’ve … Continue reading

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W – Withered

W – Withered When you look at me, do you see the passions of a young girl?  Do you see me? These hands once held a favorite baby doll. They tenderly held a lover.  They held a child to comfort … Continue reading

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Moving, Yet Again

  I don’t usually use my blog like a journal, but today I’m making an exception.  Moving is stressful and sometime traumatic, and dear readers, I am subjecting myself to it, willingly, yet again! I was born with wheels on … Continue reading

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My Body Has Betrayed Me!

At what point did my body start betraying me? I used to be able to party until dawn, get home just in time to shower, change my clothes and go to work.  Yeah, I’d be hung over as hell, but … Continue reading

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