Jellyfish jolts

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Prone to misfortune
And many blunders
As her poor mind
Would often wander

She made
A terrible mistake
Of getting up
At daybreak

And she set out
To the sea
Hoping for a day
Of soaring free

But the girl’s spirit
Led her astray
As the tide swept
Her cares away

And after that first
Erroneous step
She sighed from her
Nonchalant attempt

Because one stride
Became too many
As she nearly squashed
A silver jenny

And the next footfall
Was even worse
Such an unfortunate
Squishy curse

For that jellyfish
Wasn’t missed
And that pathetic girl
Just yelped and hissed

The stinging jolt
Was quite unamusing
Leaving her foot
Swollen and oozing

The unlucky girl
Had only wanted a day
To leave her burdens
Far away

But her carefree
And heedless endeavors
Were tragically
Tainted forever

© 2019 Michelle Cook


For a month of writing prompts, click here;  Jellyfish jolts

Cynicism at its finest

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Cynicism is a trait
I oft regret
For when pessimism abounds
I’m usually upset

But sometimes my outlook
Just can’t be eased
So I bide my time
Feeling unappeased

© 2019 Michelle Cook


For a month of writing prompts, click here;  Cynicism at its finest

 

Customary inconveniences

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Carpet burns
Adorned her knees
It was the only way
She could appease
And what do you think
She was doing down there?
Searching under the bed
For his dirty underwear!

© 2019 Michelle Cook


Writing prompt: Carpet burns adorned her knees

A clump of bitter thoughts

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A clump of bitter thoughts
Courses through my mind
If only I could strangle my emotions
And leave the world behind

But my rage is in full bloom
Bursting with savage, ugly truths
And if it wasn’t so damn hot
I’d shout my anguish from the roofs

And there’s also a pile of ash
Circling round my head
I can never seem to catch it
And it’s something that I dread

So adding to my frustration
I’m dealing with all of that too
And I wonder how does one cross-over
When they can never see their way thru

© 2019 Michelle Cook


For a month of writing prompts, click here;  Misaligned and malevolent

Maddigan Brown

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There are some people
You just never forget
Usually they’re strange
Or full of vile and wit

Maddigan Brown
Was one of those boys
Always goofing around
Making some noise

The teachers all sneered at him
Rolling their eyes
He couldn’t do anything
Without being chastised

But Maddigan didn’t care
He craved the attention
Even when his behavior
Got him thrown in detention

He was a stranger to me
But someone I wish I could have met
For he was a legend in his time
Someone nobody will forget

© 2019 Michelle Cook


For my daughter, Brie 😉