Posted in Poetry

Promise Me the Sea

  
I want sunrises 
with salt 
on your lips and 
me in your arms.
 
I want passions 
on the sand;  
our skin tanned 
from the sun 
and wet from the surf.

The rush of the tide 
to match our 
desires.

Let me see 
tomorrow 
in your eyes

Promise me
the sea.   

Copyright (C) 2022 Penny Wilson All Rights Reserved
Posted in Poetry

Endless Summer


You smelled of 
Patchouli

The Stones were on 
the turntable

Smoke 
was in the air

Boone's Farm Strawberry was
the flavor of your kisses

That summer,
endless

Our youth, more powerful 
than we ever knew

We were bulletproof 
and would live forever

Tomorrow 
was a given

Copyright (C) 2022 Penny Wilson All Rights Reserved
Posted in Life

Summers of My Youth

Sometimes I long for the summers of my youth.  When summer days were endless and Grandpa was my hero, the biggest, strongest man I knew.  I remember days spent sitting on a summer sidewalk with a hammer and a bag of pecans.  Barefoot was the dress code.  Bologna sandwiches and playing in the spinkler on the lawn.  Going to the drive-in with the station wagon loaded with all the neighbor kids.  Brown paper bags of popcorn and falling asleep before the 2nd movie came on.  Being tucked into bed, with a tender kiss on my cheek.   I recall laying on my back on a hillside watching the puffy white clouds and savouring the tiny drops of nectar from the honeysuckle blossoms.  Fireflies in a jar.

Don’t get me wrong, life was hard, damned hard, at times.  But I thank God and my Mom, for beautiful memories like these.

Do you have a favorite Summer Memory?

Thank you for joining me on this journey. Penny

Posted in Poetry

Summer Memories

Kisses tasting
of honeysuckle
under a sky
of brilliant blue

Time stood still
with you
The day stretching
to infinity

Tomorrow
as distant as the sun
caressing
our bronzed skin

Summer memories

Copyright (C) 2019 Penny Wilson

*This is in response to Frank’s Tuesday Photo Challenge.  Frank shows his amazing photography here so be sure to spend some time on his blog! If you would like to get in on the fun, you can find out all about it HERE.

I live in Fort Worth, Texas and it has been horribly hot here lately.  I’ve thought about writing about it, but after I saw Biff’s post, I knew I couldn’t top it.  Please enjoy his post and be sure to look over his blog while you are there.  It’s well worth the visit!

It looks like it’s going to be another scorcher today here in Texas. Which, is pretty much like saying, “It looks like the sun will be coming up again today.” A few days ago when I was driving home from work, the outside temperature (according to my car’s temperature display) was 108 degrees […]

via Hot-Weather Tips for Visitors to Texas — Biff Sock Pow

Hot-Weather Tips for Visitors to Texas — Biff Sock Pow

Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized

Dusk at the Lake

Dusk at the lake.

I pick cattails and

think of summers

Spent with you.

Lazy days and

Memorable nights.

Sunsets of youth

And angst of desires

Yet undefined.

© 2018 Penny Wilson

**This is for Sue Vincent’s #writephoto prompt Dusk.  You can find out all about her Thursday prompts HERE.