Endurance…

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Once again
She gulps down the pain
Forcing back the tears
Trying to refrain

Because love is worth
A river of tears
Especially if you overcome
All those miserable years

She knows she must stay strong
And not give in to defeat
Because she loses so much
When she decides to retreat

And with fresh determination
She’ll face each new day
Overflowing with fortitude
She’ll never go astray

© 2019 Michelle Cook

Take these dreams…

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Take these dreams
Which once were mine
And fashion them with
A new design

Turn them into something
Believable and strong
So that I might finally
Move along

I’m so tired of wishing
For things that can’t be
Open up my eyes
And help me see

A dose of reality
Is what I need
If ever I hope
To succeed

 

© 2019 Michelle Cook

Stolen heart

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Intense longing
Is what I used to feel
For what he took
Was not his to steal

He ran away
My heart in hand
Makes me wonder now
If this was always his plan

Good riddance to you
Is what I now say
I never needed
My heart anyway

For who wants or needs
The potential to be broken
Should have thrown it away
Before it became his token

© 2018 Michelle Cook

Imperial units

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Down the line
They made their way
Those imperial units
Marched all day

Duty called
And they were there
As the world slept
Most unaware

Tensions ran high
But they stood brave
Not a single soldier
Dared misbehave

They knew the drill
And worked as a team
Just like a well-oiled
Solid machine

Flinching not
Each straight and sturdy
Awaiting instructions
For their long journey

Always prepared
Formal and ready
Holding their heads
High and steady

Determined and fearless
For the mission ahead
Knowing that some
Would at last fall dead

This was their place
Each determined to strive
For this was the calling
Of their chivalrous lives

© 2018 Michelle Cook


Writing prompt: Imperial units

*Dedicated to my hubby who has given up so much of his life to protect our country.

Anchored avenues

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I thought those avenues
Were sound and secure
You had me believing
And damn I was sure

But only a fool believes
In things they can’t actually see
And now I know exactly
What you did to me

Those anchored avenues
Were apparently all for show
The truth came out
And so I let you go

People always ask me
If regrets still exist
But how can a broken heart
Even want to persist

The absence of you
Has only made me stronger
And I’ll never regret
Not wanting you any longer

© 2018 Michelle Cook


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