I tried to be nice,
then I tried to be mean,
I even tried all the things
that were left in between.
And that’s just life;
we exhaust every option
until there aren’t anymore.
© 2022 Michelle Cook
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A sliver of sunlight was all he had as he sat on the cold, stone floor. But the warmth of that thin ray was all he really needed to recall that last day with her. Cowering in the corner of the scanty room, he closed his eyes and allowed his mind to drift to her. She was the only comforting thought he had now, and his memory carried him to the last place they’d been before the world turned upside down.
They’d been sitting in a sunny field surrounded by wildflowers; she’d woven daisies into the shape of a crown and placed the arrangement atop his head. He could still remember the playful look she’d given him as she proudly crowned him king of her heart. Then, in turn, he’d reached down to pluck a dainty flower that was nearly in full bloom and tucked it gently behind her ear. The gesture caused her to giggle, and that sweet melody was a song he’d held onto ever since.
© 2022 Michelle Cook
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Writing prompt: A sliver of sunlight
After a long while, he gave me a fighting chance
to show him a little bit of love and romance.
Years streaked by before he finally noticed me;
the love of his life, so willing, so free.
Many others I’d met never ended up swayed,
and sadly for them, that’s why they never got laid.
The problem is some people just can’t believe
in a person who hasn’t got something up their sleeve.
So many live their whole lives full of doubt and suspicion,
never trusting that anyone could have a fair disposition.
And it’s sad but true that the trusting are few.
Sometimes you just have to follow your heart.
© 2022 Michelle Cook
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When you try to cheer yourself up,
but nothing really works,
and your friends are all being
such unapproachable jerks.
You just have to remember
that some days will suck,
so hold your head high
and don’t give a f**K.
And if you feel like screaming,
just let it all out.
Say every nasty word,
and don’t hesitate to shout.
If the neighbors start to complain,
just scream a little louder;
they’ll look the other way
when they see your rifle and gun powder.
Stand as tall as you can
and bid your shitty day farewell
because you’ve made up your mind,
knowing it’s better not to dwell.
Be happy you’re alive
and be grateful for each day.
And don’t forget to laugh sometimes,
it really is okay.
© 2022 Michelle Cook
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Why does happiness have to be so fleeting?
We think we can hold onto it, but it’s ever taking flight.
Happiness can morph into madness in an instant
or be extinguished in a sad, unexpected moment like a moth to a flame.
If only I could hold it always and keep it safely cradled against my chest.
But happiness always finds a way to elude me.
I’m watching right now as it inconspicuously floats away.
© 2022 Michelle Cook
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