The melodical swing
Of the pendulum swung
While posterity overlooked
All quondam had brung
And time insisted
Its lessons be learned
Yet immature neophytes
Were unconcerned
© 2018 Michelle Cook
For a full month of writing prompts, click here! The pendulum of posterity
He would decide her fate
Though to her it was too late
For her future position was set
Her maker had paid the final debt
© 2018 Michelle Cook
Writing prompt: The position maker
Intense and intriguing thoughts
Left him grappling with his mind
As she saturated him with pleasantries
Which was something he’d always pined
He craved more than just her body though
He ached for her soul and mind
For he knew if he could consume her
He’d have everything he’d always hoped to find
© 2018 Michelle Cook
For a full month of writing prompts, click here! Saturated pleasantries
There was always comfort in his words
Both spoken and eloquently written
And she cherished every stolen moment
For with him she was quite smitten
There was crystal clear evidence
That he loved her with all his heart
And it seemed she had felt the very same way
From the first words he did impart
There was never a doubt in her mind
About any potential hidden motivations
For she could read between the lines
In all their semi-periodic conversations
And as the years shuffled along
She knew for certain he was the one
For a light shone so brightly in his eyes
Which caused her heart to come undone
Never had she been so sure
Of what love was and all it meant
Until that day he happened along
Falling into her life by pure accident
And even to this day
She still feels the very same
For once two souls align
A heart can easily be claimed
© 2018 Michelle Cook
For a full month of writing prompts, click here! Crystal clear consolations
The sky
So blue
Wish I could bottle it
For me and you
Each cloud
So still
Like a painting
Seems surreal
The faint breeze
So tender
My heart willing
To surrender
My mind
So enraptured
The essence of you
Beautifully captured
© 2018 Michelle Cook
Writing prompt: The sky so blue, wish I could bottle it for me and you.
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