You transport me to a world
where anything is possible,
a place where time stands still,
where we never grow old.
And in that magical world,
you are mine to keep forever,
to love, hold, and cherish,
until the end of time.
© 2021 Michelle Cook
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I can’t wait to see the world
stretched out at my feet
and lose myself to love,
getting lost in your heartbeat.
I need the air I breathe
to be shared only by you
and for you to come away
and have all of this too.
I want to see the road ahead
go on forever,
taking you with me
on every endeavor.
I need to spend my whole life
with you by my side
because wherever you are
is where my heart resides.
© 2021 Michelle Cook
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I just want to get lost
in words I can feel,
immerse myself in things
that are anything but real.
No more creepy crud
or boring Elmer Fudd,
I need to escape into a world
that isn’t such a dud.
I want swirling galaxies
to come sweep me off my feet
and imaginative stories
where I can actually feel the heat.
Bring me to exotic places
where anything can exist,
show me all the things
that you know I can’t resist.
Lead me to a world,
one I’ve never known;
let me see your universe
and make it all your own.
© 2021 Michelle Cook
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Writing prompt: Creepy crud and Elmer Fudd
With firmly shut eyes
and a flick of her wrist,
the incantation rolled easily
off the tip of her tongue.
And as she spoke
those gracious words,
a magical menagerie
of spinning sparks
flickered to life
in pulsating dances
radiating their resplendence
for all the world to see.
It was an unforgettable spectacle
worthy of wonder
which, would ultimately change
the course of time.
© 2021 Michelle Cook
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Writing prompt: The sorcerers staff and the wise child
The room was filled with inky blackness, and only the faintest glow of light could be seen from around the edges of the door. Once in a while, that faint light flickered, announcing the existence of someone in the hall. The sounds behind the door were mostly low and muffled, but every now and then, a shrill scream or clanking of metal could be heard. The most alarming sounds were the sudden scuffles of feet and the dragging of nails across wooden floorboards. Stifled whimpers often followed the tousles, along with deep moans and echoing groans. Sometimes the light beneath the door would abruptly disappear and then reappear as footsteps faded away. It was a lonesome place, with very little to do, but the sounds could stretch the mind, and for that, it was anything but uninspiring.
© 2021 Michelle Cook
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Writing prompt: Inky blackness and the faintest glow of light from around the door
Her Writing Haven 