thoughts

Born with a paper heart

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I was born with a paper heart,
Soon to be ripped up and torn apart.

Written upon it were false hopes and dreams,
Scribbled out,
Paper heart ripped at the seams.

Folded until tight and not allowing in light,
People tried but I withstood with all my might.

My delicate heart was not to be touched,
Fear of more hurt, in my hand it stayed clutched.

So under my watch my paper heart will stay,
Until the day that the wind blows it away.

 

Written by my closest confidant and dearest friend, Will Power.

Paper heart

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Where to start
With a paper heart

Uniquely delicate
And gossamer thin

With a pale almost
Colorless skin

Can there be
A more fragile design?

This is why paper hearts
Get left behind

© 2018 Michelle Cook

Writing prompt: paper heart

June Ann

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I have a new friend
And her name’s June Ann
And oh what a joy she really is

She sends me plenty of thoughtful notes
And I laugh as she boasts
Cause she tells me what a good writer I am

And there’s nothing better for my self-pride
Than to have a friend come along beside
And give me the encouragement I need

So thank you June Ann
For offering me your sweet hand
And being an example of how a true friend should be

It’s people like you
Who keep the rest of us from being blue
Because you’re there when we need you the most

© 2018 Michelle Cook

Dedicated to my friend, June Ann.

Rubbish

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Writing through writer’s block… Take #347 😉

It’s a bright sunny day
Hardly a cloud in the sky
And yet I’m at a loss for words
And I don’t really know why

There’s plenty of things
I’m sure I could write about
Instead I just sit here
With such rubbish coming out

Many people have told me
To give it a rest
Some say it’s simply
Just a meaningful test

But without determination
How can I ever overcome
Isn’t this the best way
To get out of my slum

This poor keyboard
Has seen better days
And she’s begging me to stop
This foolhardy craze

And yet I’m determined to write
If it’s the last thing I do
Sorry if you’ve gotta suffer with me
Though all of this too

© 2018 Michelle Cook

Words

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Words
I’ve used a million
And that’s quite enough
In my opinion

Yet impulse clings
Urging me on
Even when desire
Has all but gone

Motivation
Just won’t relent
Keeps reminding me
I’m not done yet

And so I get up
And off I go
Waiting for inspiration
To commence the flow

Then wretched time
Steps right in
Stalling the words
Just as they begin

I start to wonder
Will I ever finish
Before my words
Do finally diminish

© 2018 Michelle Cook