Along the avenue…

Along the avenue of lost souls
We danced deliriously
Entwined in each other
Oblivious to everything else

© 2024 Michelle Cook


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I can’t remember you

I forgot you
You made me forget you
And now
Whenever I think of you
I can’t remember
Why I’m thinking of you

I think a piece of my heart
Has a muscle memory of you
But my mind can no longer be sure
Your memory flitted away
On a day long ago
When there was nothing left to say

I have this vague recollection
That you once mattered to me
But maybe that was only a dream
The more I try to remember
The more I forget
And the pain I once felt is finally gone

© 2024 Michelle Cook


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Convoluted currents

There’s a stormy sea
grown inside of me
It began with a patch of foam
then grew into an unkind home

I’ve watched it churn
I’ve seen the swirls
bleak yet brilliant
as each unfurls

Memories fuel
the murky brew
sad and sorrowful
images of you

The outer waves
seem almost serene
but underneath
is a raging scene

There are the days when
the waters shimmer
but as the world turns
things start to simmer

Sandy crystals
flee my palms
I breath deeper
to remain calm

Once again
I try to leave
but like a prisoner
I can only grieve

I start to lose pieces
of what was me
watching as the waves
carry them out to sea

This old rhythmic cycle
beginning once more
whilst I’m still tied
to this weathered shore

© 2024 Michelle Cook


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Gentle reminders

Gentle reminders
Softly spoken whispers
Sent on stardust
Sealed with kisses

Let these be the messages
I never forget
whenever the moon
decides to disappear

Let these be the reminders
alighting my pathway
until the day
the sun ceases to shine

© 2024 Michelle Cook


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Fifty-two

Sometimes
I feel so small
out here
underneath it all
The sky is so vast
every mountain so high
I’m a mere speck of dust
to every passer-by
Insignificant
by design
feeling ready
to resign
Like a splash from a waterfall
an unnoticed drip
splattered upon grandeur
preparing to slip
Yet I wonder
if I could be
a friend
to the mighty sea
As insufficient as I am
I’ve got so many dreams
under the weight of them all
I’m nearly bursting at the seams
Ambitions
overflowing
completely ready
to get going
But the path is never straight
and the journey can be so long
can’t always get someplace
unless you’re really strong
A new age
a new me
I wonder
who I’ll be
I’ve searched my whole life
through a forest of tall trees
looking for all the answers
as if they’re there on the breeze
Just more questions
forever found
scattered lifelessly
on the ground
Wonder if I’ll ever find my way
I’m over halfway through
This is just how life is
when you’re turning fifty-two

© 2024 Michelle Cook


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