Disjointed affirmations

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It’s in these dark moments
When the night is still
I sit quietly, listening for an answer
Even a whisper will do

But like all futile desires
I wait in abandoned apprehension
For I know the likelihood
Is a ruse I dare not believe

And why must I dwell on answers
That I know aren’t really there
It just seems easier
To surrender to defeat

© 2020 Michelle Cook


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You’re the ink that colors my heart

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I get lost in your eyes
A sea of swirling mystery
Deeply embedded in my mind
You’re the anchor of my soul

I get lost in your words
Always a varied array of desire
Infinite wants and needs expressed
You’re the ink that colors my heart

© 2019 Michelle Cook


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Washing woes…

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I am a slave
To its ring
That monstrosity
Of a thing

It calls for me
Night and day
Happily chiming
In its annoying way

And I wonder
What’s the good
To wish for a life
Beyond motherhood

For I was born to clean
Every mess
And so now
I shall digress

© 2019 Michelle Cook


For a month of writing prompts, click here;  Waterspout wishes

Faith 

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Plainly put
She needs more
Not the pot of gold
At the end of the rainbow
But instead, that bit of light
The one beckoning her
From the end of the tunnel
She walks cautiously
Uncertain of where to step
For the ground is uneven
And the rocks are jagged
Does she dare continue?
That tiny bit of light
Seems awfully far away
She sighs…
It’s likely just a mirage

 

© 2019 Michelle Cook

A lifetime of laughter could have saved them all.

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He loved her dearly
And she loved him
But at last the two
Could never begin

For each was already
Betrothed to another
The fate of their lives
Decided by their mother

So off they both went
And married their intended
With gorgeous rings exchanged
The weddings were splendid

And yet sadness filled
Their unquenched desires
All hopes and dreams
Had permanently expired

And at the end of their lives
When their mothers were dead
The two yearning couples divorced
Marrying their darlings instead

And finally happiness
Bloomed at the very end
No longer did either of them
Have to pretend

A lifetime of love and laughter
Could have saved them all
If long-lasting traditions
Hadn’t been their downfall

© 2018 Michelle Cook


For a month of writing prompts, click here;  A lifetime of laughter could have saved them all.

I Write Because…

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I write to…
Explore hidden realms beyond my reach

I write to…
See the universe in a different light

I write to…
Free myself from the confines of this world

I write to…
Hear my imagination think

I write to…
Escape to other dimensions in time

I write to…
Empower my introverted side

I write to…
Give my soul a much needed rest

I write to…
Pretend that I am someone I’m not

I write to…
Become a happier self

I write to…
Share my innermost thoughts and emotions

I write to…
Give hope to the hopeless

I write to…
Allow myself a few moments of weakness

I write to…
Make people laugh and cry

I write to…
Challenge myself in numerous ways

I write to…
Reach out to the brokenhearted

I write to…
Be daring and free from the chains that imprison me

I write to…
Create stories that I can call my very own

I write to…
Bring creativity into existence

I write to…
Have adventures that would otherwise never take place

I write to…
Acknowledge all that is good and true

I write to…
Perfect my hidden talents and abilities

I write to…
Show myself that I am worth so much more than I think that I am

I write to…
Find comfort in a place that I didn’t even know existed

I write because…
I am a writer.

© 2018 Michelle Cook