Road radio blues

He’s been thinking
about that one girl,
that pretty little gal
he used to know.

She’d pour his drinks
n work out his kinks
because she loved him so.

Her name was plain ol Mabel,
though, to most,
she was just a fable.

But good boy Johnny,
more skinny than brawny,
he’s never forgotten those eyes.

Once Mabel got started,
there was no departin;
he’d just get lost
in those long-legged thighs.

She was that one girl,
the one who made his head swirl,
always full of surprise.

© 2021 Michelle Cook


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Poetry prompt:  I’ve sort of been in a slump lately when it comes to writing and decided to ask my hubby to start giving me daily prompts.  This is day 2… Road radio blues.

There are friends…

There are friends,
and then there are friends.

Some will stay close like brothers;
others will come and go like the wind.

But all of them will have a special purpose.

Some will come to fill the dark places with light;
others will help mend our broken pieces.

One thing is certain; none will ever be forgotten.

Each one leaves an everlasting imprint,
deeply embedded and revered.

Remaining forevermore,
within our hearts and minds.

© 2021 Michelle Cook


Photo credit:  https://pixabay.com/photos/water-battle-friends-beach-woman-636761/

Come play with me

Come play with me
Spend the whole day
We’ll find adventures
I’ll show you the way

Come play with me
We’ll have plenty to do
A fun day to share
Just me and you

Come play with me
Give me your hand
Let’s race to the moon
I know you’ll understand

Come play with me
There’s a secret place I know
A traipse through the forest
Is where we’ll have to go

Come play with me
Through the trees to the sea
The sound of the waves
Is sure to set you free

Come play with me
We’ll have so much fun
Let’s get going
Before the day is done

© 2021 Michelle Cook


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Be

Be the light that I need
Be the air that I breathe
Be all that I can see
Whenever I forget to be me

© 2021 Michelle Cook


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In a quiet place

I’ve been away
Not had much to say

Been in a quiet place
Inside a forgotten space

Letting my thoughts swirl
While my feet uncurl

Feeling happy and carefree
As I find the inner me

Enjoying a different view
While still holding on to you

© 2021 Michelle Cook


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