
He would decide her fate
Though to her it was too late
For her future position was set
Her maker had paid the final debt
© 2018 Michelle Cook
Writing prompt: The position maker

He would decide her fate
Though to her it was too late
For her future position was set
Her maker had paid the final debt
© 2018 Michelle Cook
Writing prompt: The position maker

As night enveloped
Their fears developed
For they couldn’t see the shore
The rain showered down
Thunder all around
As they huddled on the floor
Lightning bolts flashed
As the swells began to crash
They secured their only door
But it seemed their plight
Wouldn’t relent that night
As the winds increasingly roared
With the cabin secured
They felt somewhat reassured
But the chaos they couldn’t ignore
The storm continued to rage on
Until the brink of dawn
Settling at half past four
It was then they finally knew
That they had made it through
Their tears began to pour
And it made them consider
The misfortunes life can deliver
They were all changed like never before
© 2018 Michelle Cook
Writing prompt: Night envelops, fear develops

There was always comfort in his words
Both spoken and eloquently written
And she cherished every stolen moment
For with him she was quite smitten
There was crystal clear evidence
That he loved her with all his heart
And it seemed she had felt the very same way
From the first words he did impart
There was never a doubt in her mind
About any potential hidden motivations
For she could read between the lines
In all their semi-periodic conversations
And as the years shuffled along
She knew for certain he was the one
For a light shone so brightly in his eyes
Which caused her heart to come undone
Never had she been so sure
Of what love was and all it meant
Until that day he happened along
Falling into her life by pure accident
And even to this day
She still feels the very same
For once two souls align
A heart can easily be claimed
© 2018 Michelle Cook
For a full month of writing prompts, click here! Crystal clear consolations

The sky
So blue
Wish I could bottle it
For me and you
Each cloud
So still
Like a painting
Seems surreal
The faint breeze
So tender
My heart willing
To surrender
My mind
So enraptured
The essence of you
Beautifully captured
© 2018 Michelle Cook
Writing prompt: The sky so blue, wish I could bottle it for me and you.

There never seems to be enough time with you
The days are long and the nights are too
And if I could have my way
I’d steal all the lost minutes in the day
And spend them all with you
© 2018 Michelle Cook
For a full month of writing prompts, click here! Time binging