
She lassos heartstrings
Floating on an Autumn breeze
He feels the soft tug
© 2024 Michelle Cook
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You can’t erase a feeling
It’s like lying to your soul
Everything you feel
is a product of the whole
The sum of our emotions
remains buried deep inside
Sometimes they all surface
to be a witness or a guide
Everything we hold onto
has a purpose to protect
We mustn’t overlook that
in our attempt to neglect
The will that gathers within
lives to set our spirits free
Provoking our potential
to be what we might be
© 2024 Michelle Cook
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What are you doing aside from getting into my space
Licking my face
And floating fur into my morning cup of tea
I get that you n I are a “we” now
But your inability to have boundaries is a little hard to swallow
I don’t necessarily enjoy your sassy little buns being situated in front of my face
You’re a sexy little sweetheart but not of my preferred species
I think we’re gonna have to rethink the terms of our agreement
© 2024 Michelle Cook
Photo credit: This is a picture of my cat Prim, the little devil herself. 😉
Many thanks to Adam Fenner, who writes poetry, short and full-length novels, and past and present poetry reviews on his blog. Adam decided to feature my poem today, and I am honored by his decision. I hope you’ll all go check out his page, which can be found here.

In every meandering mind is found a bit of eccentricity, which is curious
Some would even say the mullings of the mind are made of magic
Whatever the truth is, nobody can argue that thoughts are often adventurous
Each one full of whirling-dervish pieces of cataclysmic complexities
Such is the realm and state of radical and rambunctious wonders
Often leaving the witnesses of such cavorting, captivated
And isn’t it interesting that almost anyone can, at some point, be captivated
People can be surprising, enthralling, and calculatingly curious
Many hold within them a mesmerizing world of wonders
Some are bewitching, enchanting, and even hold the key to magic
With all these characteristics, it’s hard to narrow down all the complexities
The most beloved are almost always over-excitedly adventurous
Enough of the mind, though, what about the souls of the adventurous
If we look deeply enough into the soul of someone, we are almost always captivated
Sure, not everyone is the same, and each being is comprised of many complexities
But the spirit of an individual is significantly curious
The essence of each character is woven together by threads of shredded magic
And in all beings, spiritual manifestations of whispering wonders are held
Do you see it yourself, maybe even in yourself, a vessel full of wonders?
The heart of every person can be guarded but still adventurous
A vile of hidden sunrises can be found at the doorway to dark magic
Darkness and light keep the world constantly captivated
We are creatures clothed in mysticism, divinely curious
With so many tribulations, we cower in front of the cosmos of complexities
Was the heart, soul, and mind really meant for such complexities?
Do you ever sit still as stone and contemplate all of these wonders?
Human beings are complex and distinctly curious
Suckers for the thrill of an afternoon that’s adamantly adventurous
Ever wonder what drives the forces within us; that thought alone keeps me captivated
The breadth and depth of who we are lies beneath a bed of magic
If only we could harness and unleash all the things that make us magic
Certain situations can stifle us, causing further arrays of inadvertent complexities
Will we ever just stay within a realm of play and be contentedly captivated
Nobody can deny the thrill of wrestling and wishing for wonders
Leaving behind the dull and dreary is the perfect place for the adventurous
Shouldn’t we be more interested in the things that are even remotely curious
Everything leads us back to the mirror in front of us, which reveals the sources of our magic
We are divine creatures comprised of endless ideas and windows to whimsical wonders
Our sole purpose is to explore the universe and discover the completeness of its complexities
We are not here merely to be looking for adventures but to become undeniably adventurous
By holding what’s important in the palm of our hands, others as well are captivated
May each of us stay true, stay focused, and keep closely tied to all things uniquely curious
© 2024 Michelle Cook
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*I’m currently enrolled at Utah Tech University, and this was an assignment that I recently completed. With sestinas, one never knows how the process will go, and it can be quite a challenge depending on the six pattern words and the order in which they are placed. I used inspiration from Jack Vance’s book, The Dying Earth, and once I got through the first stanza and established the pattern and the word endings, it was smooth sailing from there. The sestina instructions I found online advised against using adjectives since they can be a bit troublesome; I found it more fun to find ways to fit them in, and I feel like I conquered what I set out to do. I’m not sure I dislike anything, and I changed everything that I wanted to change. This is the third sestina I have ever written, and I think it was more successful than my last, but maybe not as good as my first. Hope you enjoyed reading. 🙂
Here’s the link to my first sestina if you’d like to read another.