I’m a mood catcher

I’m a mood catcher;
I have no defense,
emotions they all stick to me,
leaving me tense.

And I have to admit;
it’s annoying as hell
to catch a mood
that leaves me unwell.

I’m usually happy
and slow to anger,
but when a mood is present,
you’ll feel the danger.

I’m like a balloon
filling up with hot air,
too much, and boom,
you don’t wanna go there.

My body can detonate
in an explosive fit;
all my rage can make an army,
cower and quit.

So please don’t infect me
with your lousy mood;
you might soon regret
your attitude.

© 2021 Michelle Cook


Photo credit: https://pixabay.com/photos/gorilla-monkey-ape-animal-mammal-1416459/

*Thanks to my daughter Auti for picking out the photo. Guess she’s implying something here about her mama. Lol…

All grown up…

For many years,
I played all the games,
and I continued to play
while the fun lasted.

But winning got old
when nobody was left
to see me win, so in the end
I gave up playing.

I know you’re probably
still playing all the games,
and that’s great,
I hope you are.

But for me, I think I’m
too grown up for games,
so I’m leaving all the wins
to you.

© 2021 Michelle Cook


Photo credit: https://pixabay.com/photos/converse-classic-retro-vintage-2485685/

Writing prompt: Spoiled brats and games like that

*I decided to repost this one today since it goes with the prompt challenge for this month. I know I’m kinda cheating here as far as National Poetry Month goes, but I just didn’t feel like doing this prompt again.