Day: May 23, 2021

#NaPoWriMo-Day 27-Still A Fool

~ thereluctantpoet

Penny Wilson Writes

STILL A FOOL
By Penny Wilson And Charles Robert Lindholm

I Was A Fool
My Judgment Was Blurred
Thinking Us Soulmates
Was So Absurd

Drunk On Your Kisses
And Lost In Your Eyes
Longing For Love
I Believed All Your Lies

Craving Your Touch
And Sweet Ecstasy
In Love With Love
And The Fantasy

I Took A Gamble
I Rolled The Dice
I Did What I Did
I Paid The Price


I’m Still A Fool,
I’d Do It Again

Copyright © 2021 Penny Wilson And Charles Robert Lindholm
All Rights Reserved – 04-16-2021

*Chuck over at The Reluctant Poet agreed to be my ‘writing buddy’ for NaPoWriMo.  It has been such a blessing to have someone in my corner cheering me on, someone to bounce ideas off of and someone to share the experience with!  Chuck suggested a collaboration and this is something that we bounced back & forth between us, before giving birth to it.  I hope you enjoyed it. 

 

 
 

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holy flame ~

~ thereluctantpoet

tornadoday

if I
were but a dreamer
with verse my only trade
worn to breath –
from living unafraid
I’d lose my way to letting
give it all
if you’d be mine
I’d set my course
and watch the night for signs
for another blest assurance
of places we have been
a promise left
if e’er we lived again
for each night
beyond a lifetime –
for planets not yet named
silver skies
alight with holy flame

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#TenderTuesday . . . Have you ever loved a rose…

~ thereluctantpoet

Purplerays

    .

    “The Rose”
    Have you ever loved a rose,
    and watched her slowly bloom;
    and as her petals would unfold,
    you grew drunk on her perfume.

    Have you ever seen her dance,
    her leaves all wet with dew;
    and quivered with a new romance-
    the wind, he loved her too.

    Have you ever longed for her,
    on nights that go on and on;
    for now, her face is all a blur,
    like a memory kept too long.

    Have you ever loved a rose,
    and bled against her thorns;
    and swear each night to let her go,
    then love her more by dawn.

    -Lang Leav.

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