If someone refuses to love you
It’s pointless to wish it so
Best to shrug your shoulders
And finally let them go
And if they come back to you
It’s best to set them free
For a heart that refuses to love you
Can never really be
© 2018 Michelle Cook
Leather straps
A memory of searing pain
The kind that leaves
An abusive stain
Lies to cover up
The cruelty and the hurt
Behind locked doors
Where punishment would flirt
Damaged beyond
What she even knew
This is what she thought
Every father would do
Then one day
She realized the truth
Those embedded scars remain
As deplorable proof
© 2018 Michelle Cook
For a full month of writing prompts, click here! Leathery lies
She dreamt of sweeties
Candies galore
Along with mounds of cookies
Piled on the floor
There were licorice laces
Lying all about
And candy corns
Which had just begun to sprout
Marshmallow fluff covered
Her once boring bed
And she began to consider
If she could possibly be dead
The curtains appeared
To be made of toffee
And she wondered if someone
Had poisoned her coffee
She thought this might be heaven
Or potentially a nightmare
While tasting Bavarian cream
As it dripped from her hair
And she thought to herself
Perhaps sweet dreams really do come true
Maybe they just don’t happen
The way they seem they ought to
© 2018 Michelle Cook
For a full month of writing prompts, click here! Bavarian cream dreams
Each crinkled page
Worn and tattered
Reveals the truth
About all that matters
It’s the in-between places
All those crinkles and folds
Which explain the life
That she now holds
© 2018 Michelle Cook
For a full month of writing prompts, click here! The In-between
He has knowledge and wisdom
Beyond logical compare
He understands the very things
In which others aren’t unaware
And yet he can’t always see it
Or understand the how’s and why’s
Which frustrates him immensely
All because of a gift he can’t deny
© 2018 Michelle Cook
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