
Along the avenue of lost souls
We danced deliriously
Entwined in each other
Oblivious to everything else
© 2024 Michelle Cook
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Foretelling flames
sparked the rubble
that’s when both of them knew
they were in loads of trouble
Pixie dust specks
and spatters of desire
flared each flicker
destined never to expire
And although the world
tried to keep them apart
divine interventions
sealed their fate from the start
Who would’ve thought
a little dust and heat
could make someone’s lives
so full and complete
© 2024 Michelle Cook
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And then the quiet came
Drenched with stillness
Like a room with no air
The light of day evaporated
Confined in a nothingness
A place of peace at last
© 2021 Michelle Cook
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Oh why can’t we make love instead of war?
Isn’t love supposed to make the world go round?
And if a thing of beauty is a joy forever
Then where is this everlasting joy?
A soft answer surely turns away wrath
But what ends up taking its place?
I’m always hopeful that love will find a way
And yet the journey of a thousand miles must begin with that first step
I wonder… am I really ready to begin that expedition?
I’ve been reminded in recent days of how misery loves company
And a friend in need is a friend indeed
But if opportunity never knocks twice
Then how did I end up here?
Cold hands are supposed to equal a warm heart
So I’ve been looking for the chilliest weather I can find
But I know Rome wasn’t built in a day
And it seems that time is taking its own sweet time
It definitely takes two to tango
And you can’t teach an old dog new tricks
So where in the world does that leave me?
And don’t get me wrong…
I know you can’t win them all
But people in glass houses shouldn’t throw stones
Especially since all is fair in love and war
© 2021 Michelle Cook
* Here’s a glimpse of some of my old writing, all the way back from 2016.
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Raindrops never lie,
and yet still, I wondered why.
I guess I should’ve known
because love is never owned.
But still, I’d wished upon a star,
and it didn’t seem all that far.
Yet that’s the illusion of a dream;
it often looks like an intact seam.
So I ignored the knock of fate,
and by then, it was much too late.
© 2021 Michelle Cook
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