Wild as the sea
Willful and free
Beautifully unconstrained
Exposed and untamed
Wondrously informal
Elegantly abnormal
Casual and breezy
Lighthearted and easy
Vivacious and playful
Forever faithful
© 2018 Michelle Cook
For a month full of writing prompts click here! Wild and Willful
To my friends
The ones who write
Always bringing smiles
Both day and night
Each one of you
Is so very dear
I’ve grown to love you all
Over the years
So here’s my tribute
Meant for you
All these words
Sincere and true
First there’s Carl
My best friend ever
No longer writing on blogs
But I’ll love him forever
Second is Dorinda
In whom I can always depend
Think she’ll be a kindred spirit
Until the very end
Third there’s Walt
Who’s like a father to me
Always sharing his love
For all to see
Forth is Ivor
So sweet and caring
Very thoughtful
And always sharing
Fifth is Michael
Full of frivolity and fun
He’ll keep you laughing
Until the day is done
Sixth there’s Tessa
I’ve known her from the start
She spends her days
Sharing her heart
Seventh is Anthony
Who is very creative
His thoughts on life
Are often relative
Eighth is Chantel
My newest friend
Someone who anyone
Can truly depend
Ninth is Diana
Always willing to assist
Full of knowledge
None can resist
Tenth is Devereaux
Who is like a son
Think he can inspire
Just about anyone
And to all the rest
Who I haven’t mentioned here
Hope you know who you are
Because I hold you all dear
Much love to you
On this tenth day of December
Your continued love and support
I’ll always remember
© 2017 Michelle Cook
Plagued by daily thoughts
Of disorganized whimsy
She’s forced to relegate to a chair
That’s tattered and flimsy
Shoved into her hand
Is a warm cup of black tea
In the other hand a pen
And a notebook on her knee
Sipping the day away
With an intense look of determination
Sometimes random smiles appear
Others times grimaces of frustration
Secretly she knows
The story which she’s telling
She only hopes that others
Will one day find it compelling
Carried far away
By all of her imaginative thoughts
She fervently scribbles down words
Ever assessing the plot
Biting her lower lip
She stares out the window
Very carefully considering
Who will be her hero
Time ticks away
And she’s oblivious to the passing hours
All she can think of
Is who she’ll entrust with superpowers
Every decision must be impeccable
And scrupulously thought out
She’s knows there cannot be
Even the slightest bit of doubt
© 2017 Michelle Cook
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