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                      The Spa

                      Published by Sue Cook at October 22, 2025
                      Categories
                      • Paranormal Romance
                      • Poetry
                      Tags
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                      • farm
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                      • Sue Cook
                      • The Spa
                      A square image with a rustic, autumnal, and pastoral vibe. The central focus is a large, weathered red barn with a white, corrugated metal roof. A square, metal water tank structure is attached to the left side of the barn. The barn sits on a green grassy field, and in the background is a dense line of trees showing the orange and brown colors of fall. The sky above is a soft, overcast gray. A large white owl logo is in the lower right corner. Spa Text: THE SPA Sue Cook Poetry

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                      My beloved,
                      are you waiting for me under the stairs where we first met?
                      Blue eyes,
                        barn jacket,
                          brown boots,
                      and a smile that would ignite the sun.

                      Are you waiting for me?
                      Locked in a time where days and nights are endless.
                      Older than my grandfathers, yet visibly young.

                      Left in a place where there is
                        no touch,
                          no smile,
                            just the darkness of longing and death.

                      Your farm, now our spa, looked much different than in the early 1900s.
                      My father bought eggs from you, an old man with a working farm at the outskirts of town.

                      We met in the early 2000s.
                      Old, no more.
                      You traveled through time to find love,
                      a means to allow your child to play in the barn forever.
                      A cow barn, your Time Machine.

                      Do you know why my room stands cold and empty?
                      Do you know that the spa closed,
                      and we were all abandoned?
                      Forced to leave.
                      Forced to leave you to your solitude.

                      I feel your eyes every time I drive past that land.
                      Searching the heavens for my heart.
                      A heart taken away and left you a prisoner of time.

                      I stand helpless as they prepare to demolish the spa, your home.
                      A glorious building you made come alive with your ghostly footsteps and sparkling eyes.

                      Memories of the night you made me furious by
                      running and throwing mats in the yoga room overhead, when only two people were in the building.

                      Then you had the audacity to hold the door closed while my frantic client struggled with the “lockless” door.

                      “Haunted!” she cried as she ran to her car.
                      The sound of your laughter echoing in the empty building.

                      That building.
                          Your home.
                                Our love.
                      My heart.

                      Will time enable you to find your way to freedom, or are you destined to remain with
                      the rubble?
                      Trapped between times, yours and mine.

                      A shadow, forever seeking my heart.


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                      Sue Cook
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                      Sue Cook lives in Freeport, Illinois with her husband Randy and two dogs. Her passions include assistance dogs, rescue dogs, music, acting, theater, poetry, and Doctor Who. She’s been in both film and theater and is a regular cast member of the podcast Doctor Who’s Line is it….Anyway? Sue is an advocate for the use of Service Dogs to assist their disabled handlers to maintain their independence. Quigley’s Quest, her first children’s book, addresses how a dog becomes a Service Dog.

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