Jacks fluttered wildly with their pomp and circumstance. Kings at each corner. Queens at each access, overseeing the construction. The clubs checked the munitions while the spades collaborated to dig trenches. The numbers, Aces leading the way built each story; taking turns, red and black. The roof was a sturdy covering, done in diamonds. But the Joker was at work... The fortress I'd built so carefully, card by card, layer by layer crumbled with the breath of your single kiss. Copyright 2020 Penny Wilson Photo by jalil shams from Pexels
Please enjoy Nova’s lovely poem. And Smile! 🙂
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The Lovely online magazine, the Scarlet Leaf Review has graciously published 3 of my poems!
If you would like to see these, you can find them HERE.
Thank you for joining me on this journey. ❤ Penny
Some days Hope is too burdensome an idea Existence is thick and fat This endeavor cumbersome oppressive With clouded psyche and trembling fingers I tuck a sliver of hope in a pocket Optimism saved away for tomorrow Belief A piece of it shining beckoning to light my way Copyright (C) 2020 Penny Wilson *This piece is something that I've been kicking around for a while. I keep coming back to it, tweaking it. I'm not sure that it conveys what I was trying to express, but regardless, I hope you enjoyed it. Penny <3
The Beautiful online Poetry Magazine, Vox Poetica, has published the poem of mine, “The Stars Sigh“. If you would like to see this publication, you can view it HERE.
REBLOG: Please don’t miss Anita’s beautiful poem. ❤
Cold Frost white morning I slip my head beneath my duvet No way are my feet moving From this warm cover Today I stay hidden from the world To dream of things to come A future made of stardust With bright green jewels A land where you leave a wish Knowing it will come […]
My box of words is hoarded selfishly. Choosing and stockpiling each one carefully. I take inventory. I tuck them away in my little treasure box lined with memories tears and laughter. Yesterday's words are tinged aging and gnarled the edges curling. Today's words fat filled with promise. Choosing the right ones is a challenging feat not always accomplished with elegance. Copyright (C) Penny Wilson