You are the magician pulling my heart from your black hat Copyright (C) Penny Wilson
the stars provide an endless canopy a soft breeze floats through the fragrant grasses cooling our fervor your shoulder is my pillow your heartbeat my lullaby we disclose our future to the moon and he shares his light with us after we slumber wrapped in an embrace tomorrow will bring the sunrise and with it a new beginning but tonight we have this moment
Copyright (C) 2020 Penny Wilson
Kisses
under the willow
shadows
dapple your smile
fragrant grasses
cradle us
the wind
whispers
caressing the skin
embraces
declare our love
my heart sings
with your touch
Copyright © 2020 Penny Wilson
The goodbyes
outnumber
the promises made
before
tomorrow was a kiss
an assurance
from the heart
decisions made
and dreams
forgotten
for the chance
to fly
beneath your wings
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Fleeing I erect ladders in the sky Despair reaches for me wearing me threadbare Once I reach the top I will go where the wind blows In my pockets I take only fairy dust Prepared for the future
This dirt fragments of the ancients The fathers & brothers turning its weathered surface to glean nourishment hidden within Planting seeds and praying for rain The inheritance only tears soaking into the land Copyright (C) 2020 Penny Wilson
Where we’re place may yield happiness or sorrow True happiness must be wild and untamed overgrown tendrils sprouting through the broken windowpanes The childhood bedroom where you hid under thin blankets coerced you only to a trail of grief Again led to the dying of summer What was allowed as transparent as glass paramount on the path before you Write the darkness and be still The scars will heal
Copyright (C) 2020 Penny Wilson
Dear Loneliness, You've been there watching my rituals I lay counting stars my true colors on display embracing you like a lover self retribution what we inherit is not our destiny the shape of a thorn does not dictate the severity of the wound maps and memories simply reflect the past not a prediction of tomorrow Copyright (C) 2020 Penny Wilson
My interrogator
was ruthless
casting doubt
on answers
lies
I had told
myself
I denied
denied what I saw
right
in
front
of
me
The rituals
repeated
my history
looking
me square in the face
Wringing
the facts from me
one
at a time
Finally
spent
and weak
from
validity
I stood
tall and erect
to face tomorrow
leaving
the past
behind
me
Copyright (C) 2020 Penny WilsonWriting and photography by Audrey Kletscher Helbling
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