Poised and perfect
She looked divine
Standing there on the corner
Of twelfth and nine
Flawless and fashionable
Causing all eyes to divert
A forbidden temptress
In her blue pencil skirt
Dignified and delicate
A picture perfect scene
A shame who she really was
Would forever go unseen
© 2018 Michelle Cook
Writing prompt: Blue pencil boulevard
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.
Saucy suspicions
Were unfounded and untrue
Until he met you
© 2018 Michelle Cook
Writing prompt: Saucy suspicions
I waited and waited
Yet he never did come
Seems my taco telepathy
Had finally been outdone
Apparently he found another
So much prettier than me
And now she’s the only one
He’s been longing to see
© 2018 Michelle Cook
Writing prompt: Taco telepathy
Your smile is like a September sunrise
The warmth of it permeates to my very core
And with every amusing expression you give me
I can’t help but want you more
Butterflies appear out of nowhere
Whenever you’re around
And sometimes I’m afraid you’ll disappear
If I dare breathe or make a sound
You’re like a wonderful dream
Seeming too perfect to actually be true
But my hope is that all my September’s
Will now be more resplendent because of you
© 2018 Michelle Cook
Writing prompt: September sunrise
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