Under a star near the sea

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Under a star
Near the sea
In your arms
Is where I’ll be

A twilight cove
In a land far away
This remote place
Is where we’ll stay

Happy and free
With nothing to lose
Every moment will be
Just as we choose

A fiery display
Of passion will ensue
As we both discover
Just what love can do

© 2020 Michelle Cook


Photo credit: https://pixabay.com/photos/log-wood-sea-water-beach-nature-2766903/

For a whole month of writing prompts, click here – Under a star near the sea.

One last wish

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Searching the depths
Of the starry night sky
Arms reaching out
With tears in her eyes

And yet once again
There was no reply
So she made her last wish
And said a final goodbye

© 2018 Michelle Cook


For a month of writing prompts, click here;  As she walked to the end of the wooden boards, the stars spoke to her.

Buckets of Wishes

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Scattered haphazardly
Filling the great expanse
Lies infinite buckets of wishes
Created carefully in advance

Each one brims to overflowing
Radiating iridescent dreams
And pools of liquid star dust
Gush out between the seams

These shimmering streams of magic
Mesmerizingly cascade
Throughout the mighty caverns
Searching for crevices to invade

It’s a curious sight to observe
A spectacle most will never behold
And some believe it a mere fabrication
Because they trust what they’ve always been told

After witnessing such an extraordinary scene
And watching moonbeams slosh upon the floor
I can honestly tell you without a doubt
This bizarre place really isn’t folklore

So I invite you to come and take a glimpse
Into this world of whimsy and fun
Come fly with me to the moon and back
The merriment just can’t be outdone!

© 2018 Michelle Cook

The stars stood on standby

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The stars stood on standby
Each one wordlessly waiting for a sign
To move their fixed positions
And finally realign

Yet the gesture never came
And so they kept their rooted stances
Waiting in anticipation
For a word from the far expanses

Cynicism made them grow dim
And caused some to fall from the heavens
And those are the few
Who have left considerable impressions

The remainder still wait
In a state of restless apprehension
Biding their time
In the hopes of a fourth dimension

© 2018 Michelle Cook


For a full month of writing prompts, click here!  The stars stood on standby