The ruins still stand

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I’m still trying to forget
Sweep the rubble under the mat
Dust off the cushions
Where you once sat

But the ruins still stand
Weathered by all the storms
And my heart still feels
Ambivalent and torn

I pray that one day
The past will be buried deep
But the mountains which remain
Seem almost too steep

And I wonder where we’ll be
In the years ahead
Surely scaling those mountains
Or be lost instead

© 2018 Michelle Cook


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Along the path to nowhere

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Drowning in the weald
Without a sword or shield
She was lost to the deep
Twilight had put her to sleep

But he somehow found her there
So full of sorrow and despair
And he gave her what he could
Although he was no Robin Hood

She applauded him for trying his best
This mission being his most important test
Yet both realized there had to be another way
Or they’d both be lost to the vast array

So a final plan was set into motion
Filled with dedication, love, and emotion
And determination eventually got them there
Saving them both from the path to nowhere

 

© 2018 Michelle Cook


Writing prompt: Consultant drowning deep within the shallow wood