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Hickory and Dickory

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boys

Hickory and Dickory
Raced through the room
Light on their feet
Sat on their brooms

Laughter filled
That once bleak place
Smiles abundant
On each young face

Each free to imagine
Permitted to run
Full of happiness
Teeming with fun

Pretending to be
All they could envision
Not even minding
The occasional collision

Young and certain
Contented as could be
Childish antics
Filling them with glee

Cowboys one second
Witches the next
Other times a monster
No one would expect

The beauty of imagination
Pervading young minds
Makes the rest of us wish
We could press rewind

And although we can’t go back
We can still stay young at heart
We just have to rein in
All those lost images from the start

© 2018 Michelle Cook

For a full month of writing prompts, click here!  Hickory and dickory

The night of Nin

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moonlight

The night of Nin
Was where she’d been
Lost in a land
No one could understand

It was filled with loss
Of complete despair
Darkness enveloped
The stifling air

It was a place of enchantments
The evil kind
Full of wicked spells
Which sought to bind

But being a fighter
She broke free
Finally finding the path
That only she could see

And she took a chance
Leaving what she knew
The night of Nin
Had forced her to

Deliverance is what she found
In that new place
No longer bound
To a life of disgrace

© 2018 Michelle Cook

For a full month of writing prompts, click here!  The night of Nin

Just…

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bible

Just pray

These are the words I hear you say

 

Just hope

These are words which help me cope

 

Just love

These are the words sent from above

 

Just trust

These are the words I know I must

 

Just live

These are the words I need to give

 

Just try

These are the words which make me sigh

 

Just be

These are the words which set me free

 

Just let go

These are the words I still don’t know

 

© 2018 Michelle Cook

Originally written, January 2017

All in the name of freedom

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War is something
I’ve never been fond of

Killing is something
I’m completely against

And yet I support a man
Who does this for a living

I too was taught and trained
To be a murderer myself

We do what we say we won’t
And end up hating what we do

All for the sake of others
Who ask for our protection

There are those who can’t fight
And many more who won’t

In the end we support and do
The very things we despise

All in the name of freedom
For the cause seems advantageous

But the burden of sacrifice
Is a lonely road to tread

Something only those who serve
Can fully understand

© 2018 Michelle Cook

Shaken or free?

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How do you feel
After splattering your heart across a page
Do you feel freer
Or instead, enraged

Does it motivate you
To spill out some more
Or does it shake you
To your very core

How do you feel
After you’ve poured it all out
Like you want to scream
Or maybe even shout

Or do you feel lighter
Free as a bird
For now perhaps
You’ve finally been heard

© 2018 Michelle Cook

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