Blanketed in bliss

Warmth spread across her
As he gathered her in
And twilight awakened
His wickedly handsome grin
His devilish smirky smile
Sent shivers down her spine
And she squirmed underneath him
As he claimed her heart, soul, and mind

© 2017 Michelle Cook

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Fountain of Fizz

Gurgling glops
Of fantastical fizz
Oozed through the machine
As it whirred and whizzed

It was a splendid sight
For all to behold
As the gurgling mess
Changed from burnt orange to gold

The contraption sputtered
Hissed and smoked
While many gathered
All trying not to choke

The invention thrilled
A hundred curious eyes
And as each gear turned
All were hypnotized

The air smelled of rainbows
And tickled their senses
Enraptured as they were
All were left quite defenseless

An outpouring of magic
Began to gush right through
As inquisitive eyes
Widened and grew

Clattery bells and whistles
All started to blow
And from where the racket came
Nobody seemed to know

People began to scurry
Expecting the worse
Assuming the gadget
Was likely to burst

The apparatus clamored on
Continuing to buzz
As a thingamabob such as this
Most often does

The gizmo seemed
To have a mind of its own
As it prattled onward
With a burble and a moan

The moment finally came
And the widget spewed
A fountain of sticky euphoria
Bubbled and blew

It was a ghastly sight
And covered the land
All the way from there
To the tip of Japan

And to this very day
Remnants still exist
It’s why we now have
The common gold-fish

© 2017 Michelle Cook

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Sprinkled with love


The aroma of mama’s cookies
Filled the crisp autumn air
Baked goods were piled high
Each sweet made with care

Another batch of brownies
Lovingly set on the kitchen table
Mama spent all day long
Doing all that she was able

There were chocolate candies
And glazed pastries galore
And we all waited patiently
To see what else was in store

I remember her hands
How tirelessly they toiled
And even just a whiff of her baking
Left us all feeling spoiled

Splotches of flour
Dusted her rosy cheeks
As she listened to all of our
Merciless childlike squeaks

For we were always begging
Mama can we please
Lick the bowls and beaters
Of which she would appease

Oh those were the days
Sprinkled with so much love and care
From a wonderfully sweet mama
Who made sure she was always there

© 2017 Michelle Cook

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Tragedy spelled misery

Tragedy spelled misery
As he gathered her in his arms
And he never would have predicted
His love would soon be harmed

It was just another ordinary day
No different than all the rest
And people scurried by
Briskly walking and warmly dressed

Snow had begun to fall
On that chilly December day
And with a final parting kiss
They each went on their merry way

Traffic was consistently steady
As monotony settled in
The same old boring work week
Was just about to begin

The day dragged steadily by
Nothing notable to report
As he sat at his lonely desk
Feeling a tad bit out of sorts

Sudden ringing broke his trance
As he answered the ruthless phone
Praying another unhappy customer
Wouldn’t decide to bitch and moan

Yet nothing could have prepared him
For what was actually said
And his face turned ghostly pale
His heart suddenly filled with dread

The news so unexpected
He could hardly believe her fate
As he recalled their lovely morning
And their kiss by the front yard gate

So many fond memories
Began to flood his weary mind
And in those remembrances
Deep yearning he did find

Needing to desperately escape
The sorrows which were quickly compiling
He hurriedly sped away
Amidst a world so uninviting

Nothing seemed clear
His life now consumed with grief
He knew he had to go to her
She was his only hope for relief

He drove as fast as he could
And upon arriving there she lay
The one true love of his life
Critically wounded and on display

He sank to his knees
Praying to God to make things right
Knowing that without her
He’d never sleep another night

She was his past and present
His future dreams in store
And an unexpected wave of anguish
Hit him like never before

Suddenly someone leaned over
Breaking all logical rules
And with a sinister laugh
He heard her whisper

“April fools…”


© 2017 Michelle Cook

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Killer treat


Try this one she said
You will love it she said
And the next thing he knew
He was dead

© 2017 Michelle Cook

*Dedicated to Walt Page – After all, I did tell you the next time I killed off one of my characters, that I was dedicating my poem to you!  It’s been awhile hasn’t it!  Lol… 😉

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My Girl

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On a wisp of a breeze
She dances and twirls
This tiny ballerina
Full of mischief and whirls

Her gaze can melt
Even the hardest of hearts
And her smile enraptures
Fueling love from the start

She sprinkles her magic
Wherever she goes
Covering each person
From their head to their toes

She’s a blessed angel
Sparkling with fun
One look from her
And the amusements begun

She’ll lift you up
When you’re terribly down
Turning your saddened face
Upside down

She’s gentle and kind
With a sweet disposition
And will steal your heart
Without your permission

She’s one of a kind amazing
A cherished gift from above
Bestowed upon this world
To bring laughter and love

© 2017 Michelle Cook

Dedicated to my daughter Autumn for her 9th birthday.  Love you so much my sweet beautiful girl!  💖 xoxo