Dream-State, …

 The door swung open 

no need for a key.

‘Twas dark inside

 no light to see.

The moon gave glimpse 

of a hallway deep 

and rising upwards a staircase so steep. 

Feet seemed to walk of their own free will

 climbing the stairs, then stopping stock still, 

as a sudden sound more like a shriek, 

a noise behind as the floorboards did creak.  

Running now, no thought in your head.

As you scream,  …

you awake,

safely upright in your bed. 

Penn©️2025

A Gothic scenario, … I’ve added a link to Microsoft designer for the graphic art , …have a lovely Sunday, …✨

Disquiet, …

There’s vague disquiet in the heavens.

Dark clouds gather in disgust

“Why is the Sun bidding farewell?”

they forget every night that it must.

They have no way of recalling, 

the Sun will triumphantly rise

greeting each day with promise,

As for us, ‘tis expected, no surprise.

Penn©️2025

Couldn’t resist adding a poem about rumbling in the heavens, to this fantastic capture of Phil’s, ….Have a great Friday, …✨

Smiles, …

The Teddy Bear sat, his back against the wall
high on the Ottoman from the ground he looked tall
he was only 18 inches, he knew he couldn’t grow
but he was big on smiles, the love he could show.

 There was no-one to hold him,  so no-one to care, 
there was no-one to see him,  so he just sat there.
Simply longing to be loved,  just waiting for play.
His owner had grown up, her childhood faded away.

Suddenly a sound, childish hands picked him up
cuddled and loved him,  he couldn’t believe his luck.
He felt renewed,  full of wonder and even more,
wanted, his stitched smile grew wider than before.

Penn©️2025

✨… A Teddy bear ramble, … Have a great Wednesday, …✨

Echoing, …

Doubly reflective,

arched design,

giving a sense 

of stasis in time.

Mirrored water,

echoing the sky

Trees look on

as clouds roll by.

Penn©️2025

Photo courtesy of Phil, …Echoing my words, ….have a great Monday, …✨

Melting Pot, …

  A beginning, a creation 
formed by cosmic dust,
’tis new life, it will succeed
as we know it must.
A Planet’s birth,
a melting pot 
aeons in the making.
A secret recipe, as Earth, 
Le Cordon Bleu baking.
  LadyP©2013

A beginning, …and a long ramble, …Have a good weekend, …✨

Symmetry, …

White clouds on high drifting by,

stare down seeing their reflection,

mirrored in the glassy lake,

‘tis a symmetrical connection.

The scale of the rock,

the surrounding trees,

a picture-perfect view,

this is nature, so magnificent,

sharing her bounty of beauty with you.

Penn ©️2025

Photo courtesy of Phil, and words courtesy of my brain cells, … Have a great Thursday, …✨

Exits, …

A Sunset sky emblazoned

as scarlet clouds imbue

their splendour in this tableau,

as nature exits

bidding a fond adieu.

Penn ©️2025

A glorious sunset captured by Phil, … I thought to describe the event, hopefully doing it justice, …✨

First Light, …

Do you see it?  A thought just born

like a first breath taken in early morn.

From nothing

there comes joy of being

but,…is it the future or past you’re seeing?

Penn©️2025

First Thought? …maybe second thoughts, … & a strange ramble,…✨

Bubble Vortex, …

As

it stands

in my way,

dare I go through?

A doorway leading

to what, where or who?

Maybe

second thoughts

will avail me best

or should I step forward

put my courage to the test?

Penn©️2025

The vortex awaits, …I shall enter and return, …or shall I ? …. (Photo courtesy of Phil) ✨

Seasons Flow, …

Where once there was water 

there’s now a dry creek, 

as nature reveals 

her seasonal harsh streak.

Rockslides from above 

line the creek bed below, 

though the water will win,

this time it flows slow. 

Penn©️2025

A descriptive poem, of the scene captured by Phil, … Wishing you a warm Tuesday, …💙