Somewhere in the south
The crazy crawfish survive
On mushy mud pies
© 2021 Michelle Cook
Photo credit: https://pixabay.com/photos/bayou-sunset-swamp-louisiana-912244/
Writing prompt: Crazy crawfish and mushy mud pies
Ravishing in red
She’s pretty as a petal
Just pitch the peanuts
© 2021 Michelle Cook
*And yet another one of my writing prompts doomed from the start. Where do I come up with these? 🙄
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Writing prompt: Rosy red petunias and pretty pickled peanuts
What would you do
If you had a whole day?
Would you leave behind the things
That always get in your way?
Would you watch a sunset?
Or perhaps fly a kite?
Maybe sit on your front porch
And drink milkshakes all night?
What would you do
If you had an entire week?
Would you search for all the things
You’ve been dying to seek?
Would you act like a pirate?
And finally go on an adventure?
Searching far and wide
For that lost buried treasure?
What would you do
If you had a full month?
Would you express to the whole world
That you’ve had quite enough?
Would you go on a rampage?
Perhaps tell everyone how you feel?
Or would you just stay inside
And keep everything concealed?
What would you do
If you had a complete year?
Would you investigate all the things
Which have never been clear?
Would your curious mind take over?
Would you become a sleuth?
Perhaps a professional eavesdropper
So you could uncover the truth?
What would you do
If you had a forever?
Would you still stay inside
Even in good weather?
Or would you finally just enjoy
Everything you’ve got
And not let your life
Be all for naught
What would you do?
© 2019 Michelle Cook
She must’ve scaled it
A thousand times
Realizing the risk
Every time she climbed
And yet she continued
To chance the danger
Of facing fears
She was no stranger
For the brilliance beyond
Was all that mattered
As her confidence waned
Her courage was gathered
And at the crest every eve
In front of that dazzling display
Her breath would give out
No words she could say
For amidst the blushing
Splendor of the eve
The grandeur of it all
Was more than any could believe
And so in her mind
It was worth risking the fall
For the worst that could happen
Would mean a forever with it all
© 2018 Michelle Cook
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