In-between the gloom

Heavy hearts
and ruined days
Sunlight sparkles
shadowed by haze
And yet in-between
is a glimmer of gold
A future so bright
the perfect secret untold
Layers of pristine petals
align in an exquisite array
Carpeting our path
showing us the way
Guiding our footsteps
providing us with hope
A gentle reminder
helping us to cope

© 2022 Michelle Cook


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Diminished divinity

Her hair smelled of lavender,
and her skin was velvety smooth,
and I’d wanted to bask in her loveliness
as she stirred neath the purplish moon.

But soon, the luminosity faded,
and her body grew cold and gray,
and I cried for never being able to tell her
all the things I’d wanted to say.

© 2022 Michelle Cook


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He was the calm in my rage

He was the calm in my rage
which led me to a new beginning.

I was the isolated, loose thread
who hardly even noticed
the quiet tug of his hand.

But after being unraveled,
I realized a thing or two.

My eyes could at last see clearly
and all the emptiness faded away.

I was at last free of all the things
that kept me from being me.

And to have someone so generous,
and so full of life with so much to give.

Well, it’s absolutely priceless
in every way, shape, or form.

He really was my saving grace
and to be honest, he still is.

© 2022 Michelle Cook


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There’s a tree…

There’s a lone tree I see,
reminds me
of what used to be.

I try not to fall under its spell,
as it takes me back to the place
where I once fell.

Looking at it now,
my heart just cries.
Why’d it take me so long
to realize.

Life is good now,
so I turn away,
choosing to leave
all those memories at bay.

© 2022 Michelle Cook


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