Tears From Dust


They say that tears come from the heart.  I beg to differ.  You see, there was a place inside me where I held you close.  But through the years, that place became as hollow as your soul.  Instead of compassion, you showed indifference.  You turned a blind eye.  Your own twisted cravings became the priority in your life.  I was left in the dust.  This is where my tears came from; the dust in your wake.

Copyright (C) 2018 Penny Wilson

Guarded


Guarded

Wrapped in chains

created by bouts

of betrayal

Walls built high

and higher still

Overlooking a valley

of deluded dreams

and forgotten covenant

Sweat

Beads along brow

Never ending battle

Fear born of deception

Exhaustion from defense

Defense from pain

Pain from defense

 

Copyright ©  2018 Penny Wilson

 

*We work so hard at guarding ourselves against pain that we cause more pain in the process.   True, it doesn’t get in, but what else are we keeping out? 

I’m Left Handed


It’s never come up and why would it?  I’m left-handed.  It’s not as bad as it looks.  It’s just a sprain.  I’m a little embarrassed to tell you how I did it, so I won’t.  🙂

It hurts like hell.  I only got about 2 hours of sleep last night, so getting through the day is gonna be rough.  Typing is a challenge!  😬

TGIF my friends!  Have a good weekend and stay safe out there!

Copyright (C) 2018 Penny Wilson

Day 24 of my 30 day Post-A-Day Challenge.  🙂

Poison


Never again.

I let you in

Like a fool.

I forgot the taste

Of your poison.

I drank it down.

My heart in the line

Of fire.

At this distance

I thought, safe.

Not so.

My heart should

Listen to my head.

You’re assaults still hurt.

Never again.

CC Licensed 9/1/17 Penny Wilson

No, no, no, no, no!!!!!


scream-queen

When I opened my novel saved on my flash drive yesterday, 3 of the 5 pages were gone!  Just gone!  I have no idea what I did.  😦   My word count from the first day went from 2335 to about 1100.  Poof!

So I set about recreating the missing pages.  At the end of the day yesterday, I had a total word count of 3911.  That is a total increase of 1576 words.  Not a stellar day, but considering what I was trying to accomplish, I feel pretty good about it.

I now have my novel safely saved in more than one spot!

A real perk in trying to recreate the missing pages is the fact that my rewrite, I feel, is better than the original!  So I’m tickled!

I’m anxious to get back to this imaginary world I’ve created to see how things play out.

Thanks as always, for the votes of confidence!

Penny

Into the Light


Hope brushed away the cobwebs.

The demons emerging, once more pushed back.

The spiral stopped; my feet on the ground.

I move forward with tentative steps; the light caressing my cheek.

The sun a blessing; awakening from the gloom that had my heart encased.

Ah, My Achin’ Back!


Huge pile of cardboard boxes, forming a wall, ideal for backgrou

Boxes.

Piles and heaps of boxes.  I’m sick of looking at them and I’m tired of the smell of cardboard!

The move went pretty well, but I’ve had a bit of a hitch.  I managed to mess up my back!  So the unpacking has slowed to a crawl.

I really over-did it last weekend, shuffling boxes around, climbing ladders, etc.  You know all that fun stuff when you first get moved into a new place.  I was out of commission for about 3 days because of it.

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My kitchen has just the necessities unpacked so far.  I still need to scrub down all the cupboards and line the shelves.  This means climbing a step ladder and crawling around on my hands and knees.  That is NOT in the cards right now.  So I guess I will continue to eat TV dinners.  Ak!!  Those are all starting to taste like cardboard too!

What I am ready for is a good massage and some time in a hot tub!  IF I had a hot tub!

Happy Trails Boy & Girls!

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