Fight or flight?
Sink or swim?
Future successes,
Often look grim.
Shall we give up?
No, never a smidge.
Just got to find,
That golden gate bridge.
© 2018 Michelle Cook
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Rinky Dinky
Poor ol Rinky Dinky
Was scorned for his name
But one thing it did
Was bring him great fame
And isn’t it funny
How the struggles we face
Can often turn around
To be things we embrace
© 2018 Michelle Cook
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Cloudy dimensions
A world away
In the realm of reflections
Lies a cloudy array
Of peculiar dimensions
There are windows to view
Dazzling horizons
And archways which lead
To paths full of diamonds
This place of magic
Is full of shimmering light
And curious creatures soar
In and out of sight
It’s a wondrous place
So difficult to believe
And nearly impossible
For anyone to conceive
And chances are
Most will never see
All the fascinating things
Which live here so carefree
It’s just one of those places
Most will sadly never find
For you really must be
In a whimsical state of mind
© 2018 Michelle Cook
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Glass houses
He lived in a small glass house
Ruled by an ill-tempered wife
She strangled all his passions
And battered him with strife
But one day she struck him
A little bit too hard
And now their tiny house
Is nothing but fractured shards
© 2018 Michelle Cook
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The spotted speck
It floated across
The wide open sea
A spotted speck
Was all it seemed to be
And yet upon
A much closer inspection
She noticed it was just
A mere reflection
Twas the sun glinting
Off the crystalline blue
Radiating a rather
Resplendent hue
And she wished every image
Could have such a lovely effect
And wondered why the whole world
Couldn’t be like that spotted speck
© 2018 Michelle Cook
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