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The wonder of inspiration

~ ~M ~ 28 Comments

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It’s always fun to see
Where we glean our inspiration
Especially during those times
Of wordless frustration

Sometimes it’s a word
A picture or a quote
Or other times it’s simply
What someone else wrote

Often it’s the news
A book or a short story
Which gives us the means
To write our own allegory

There are so many things
Which speak to our souls
A writer’s mind
Is never in control

And even these words
Right here on this page
Have come from a place
I cannot gauge

So I sit and enjoy
My mind’s aimless ramble
It’s something I’ve never
Been able to unscramble

© 2018 Michelle Cook

Friends Forever

~ ~M ~ 6 Comments

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Little girl
Blond hair blue eyes
Living the happiest
Days of her life

For right beside
Is her very best friend
A young boy
Of almost ten

Dangling their feet
At the end of the pier
Just happy to know
The other is near

Spending each day
Climbing trees
Too much fun
To notice scrapped knees

Riding bikes
All over town
Smiling and happy
Never sharing a frown

Now side by side
Near the river’s edge
Each silently makes
A forever pledge

For he’s her hero
And she’s his muse
Both something to the other
Neither wants to lose

Friends forever
Never to part
Lucky to have each other
From the very start

© 2018 Michelle Cook

I wrote this poem years ago and it always reminds me of my best friend C, and what I imagine it would have been like to grow-up with him.  So wherever you are today C, and whatever you’re doing, I hope you have the best birthday ever.  Love and miss you… ~M xoxo

Buckets of Wishes

~ ~M ~ 6 Comments

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Scattered haphazardly
Filling the great expanse
Lies infinite buckets of wishes
Created carefully in advance

Each one brims to overflowing
Radiating iridescent dreams
And pools of liquid star dust
Gush out between the seams

These shimmering streams of magic
Mesmerizingly cascade
Throughout the mighty caverns
Searching for crevices to invade

It’s a curious sight to observe
A spectacle most will never behold
And some believe it a mere fabrication
Because they trust what they’ve always been told

After witnessing such an extraordinary scene
And watching moonbeams slosh upon the floor
I can honestly tell you without a doubt
This bizarre place really isn’t folklore

So I invite you to come and take a glimpse
Into this world of whimsy and fun
Come fly with me to the moon and back
The merriment just can’t be outdone!

© 2018 Michelle Cook

Hickory and Dickory

~ ~M ~ 8 Comments

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

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