Eyes retire
from the hours of day,
as night draws stars to light the way.
Bringing dreams to entice ones will,
to transcend space
through time with skill.
Traveling on an astral plane
creates peace of mind that shall remain.
Penn©️2026
With thanks to my co-collaborator, … Phil. Climb aboard the night flight and enter the dream state, …so many endless possibilities….✨
I say
to life,
step back,
give me space
let me fly free, for my own sake.
If I fail, be silent, with mute good grace,
favour me,
in any
future choice I make .
Penn©️2025
A plea, and an explanation, …and a ramble, …✨
Perched high on a crag,
legs poised to spring,
hearts beating wildly
as we take to the wing
catching warm thermals,
to float on thin air,
taking breath quickly,
hardly any to spare
Now is the time,
wings spread out wide
a smooth operation,
to bank as we glide.
Flowing the motion,
as fluidity is key,
we land, we devour, for Vultures we be.
LadyP©2014
Vultures are key to wildlife ecosystems because of the clean up work they do feeding on the carcasses of dead animals. But that also makes them especially vulnerable to poisoning by poachers, either intentionally or as a result of the killing of other animals. Hundreds of vultures typically feed on a carcass.
Rüppell’s vulture (Gyps rueppelli), also called Rüppell’s griffon vulture, named after Eduard Rüppell, is a large, resident bird of prey, mainly native to the Sahel region and East Africa. It is considered to be the highest-flying bird, with confirmed evidence of a flight at an altitude of 11,300 m (37,000 ft). The former population of 22,000 has been decreasing due to loss of habitat, incidental poisoning, and other factors. It therefore listed as Critically Endangered on the IUCN Red List.
‘Twas an old leather tome
left forgotten and alone,
muttering long at its decay.
‘Twas Magic you see,
had a destiny but
all it did was sit,
all
day.
Ye olde leather tome
knew if it wanted to roam,
matters needed taking in hand.
So it searched its full pages,
which seemed to take ages,
ancient runes were hard to
command.
Ye Olde leather book,
found the spell, thence it took
due care to speak magic words well.
Forsooth, its form changed,
to a Dragon rearranged,
now in a Mountain
top cave
doth it
dwell…
Penn✍️…2025
What can I say, …I do like a magical story, …and Olde Books, and Dragons…so a combination of the three seemed oh so appropriate, …✍️
The Owl sat under the silvery Moon,
hungry and cold, clothed in gloom,
watching, listening for a signal to fly,
silent and deadly death from the sky.
The mouse, senses warned not to stir
not even to twitch his nose in the air.
A hunting Owl was somewhere near
filling him with such trembling fear.
The Owl took flight, ever silently so
gliding from his perch, swooping low,
snatching the mouse who had no chance,
‘twas food that night, a life and death dance.
Penn✍️…2025
PENPUSHER 4 - Thoughts, Words, Deeds, … 