The ones we can’t forget…

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Sometimes there are people
Who you just can’t forget
They make an impact on your life
And often change your mindset

What makes them unforgettable
Is that they’re always there
And by lending a listening ear
They show how much they care

They’re the ones who spread encouragement
The kind who give us hope
And on the days spent without them
It’s often hard to cope

We can search our whole lives
Just to find even one
Because a rapport like this
Just can’t be outdone

And so when we’re blessed
With such a mate
We must hold tight
For it’s surely fate

And with each new day
We appreciate them more
Because we know they’re far beyond
What we could ever ask for

© 2019 Michelle Cook

 

Corrupted

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As the ink slowly drips
Conjuring its spell
I give myself over
To the desires that dwell

I watch the words forming
In a vapory haze
Leaving me sickened
Weary and dazed

Stretching the bounds
Of my disjointed affliction
I write through hell
For this is my addiction

Lured once again
By this mysterious fate
These are moments
I live to hate

© 2019 Michelle Cook

Defenseless

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The burden he bore
Gave no time for refute
He’d been given a job
One could not dispute

And poor Lady Jane
In her ashen condition
Seemed far beyond
Any hope of volition

Not a single wish
Could change her fate
The course was set
Her breath too late

And the Lady in wait
Sorrowfully reclined
Pearls in hand
No peace of mind

The room stood still
As time captured the end
Poor Lady Jane
Not a soul would defend

© 2018 Michelle Cook


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Too late for love

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Night after night
She whispers his name
Calling for him
But it’s always the same

No answer comes
For he’s just an illusion
Created by a mind
Who’s tired of seclusion

So she lays there awake
Against unsullied sheets
Listening to the silence
As only her heart beats

And she thinks of her life
Ever wishing for more
Hoping for a future
To bring all she yearns for

Yet reality sets in
That this could be her fate
And maybe for her
Love is just too late

© 2018 Michelle Cook