Conviction mocked her
As her heart laid bare
While revenge and malice
Caught her unaware
The dagger gleamed brightly
Profuse sweat matting her hair
And the blade slid easily
Through a heart that wasn’t there
© 2019 Michelle Cook
For a month of writing prompts, click here; Past futures
She realized
She couldn’t handle
The reality
Of the inevitable
So in her mind
A fated goodbye
Seemed entirely logical
It was too bad
Her heart
Could never agree
© 2019 Michelle Cook
For a month of writing prompts, click here; An unencumbered life
She grew tired
Of knowing
And tired
Of pretending
For one
Can’t easily forget
A hidden agenda
Emblazoned
In neon orange
© 2019 Michelle Cook
For a month of writing prompts, click here; Unraveling steel threads
Silky
Submersions
Swayed by
Perversions
Same old
Reversions
Such futile
Diversions
© 2019 Michelle Cook
For a month of writing prompts, click here; Silky submersions
These illicit blue walls
They speak in hushed tones
Hiding what they assume
I’ll never be able to bear
But little do they realize
I already know the truth
And the color underneath
Is unmistakably scarlet red
© 2019 Michelle Cook
For a month of writing prompts, click here; Echoing desires
