I met a man
Tall n skinny
Ebony skin
Eyes new guinea
His rough hands
Overlapped my own
Wide smiles
Set the tone
Kindness felt
Filling my heart
Sad at last
When we did part
Never even
Caught his name
Moments like these
Never leave us the same
© 2021 Michelle Cook
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There are friends,
and then there are friends.
Some will stay close like brothers;
others will come and go like the wind.
But all of them will have a special purpose.
Some will come to fill the dark places with light;
others will help mend our broken pieces.
One thing is certain; none will ever be forgotten.
Each one leaves an everlasting imprint,
deeply embedded and revered.
Remaining forevermore,
within our hearts and minds.
© 2021 Michelle Cook
Photo credit: https://pixabay.com/photos/water-battle-friends-beach-woman-636761/
Come play with me
Spend the whole day
We’ll find adventures
I’ll show you the way
Come play with me
We’ll have plenty to do
A fun day to share
Just me and you
Come play with me
Give me your hand
Let’s race to the moon
I know you’ll understand
Come play with me
There’s a secret place I know
A traipse through the forest
Is where we’ll have to go
Come play with me
Through the trees to the sea
The sound of the waves
Is sure to set you free
Come play with me
We’ll have so much fun
Let’s get going
Before the day is done
© 2021 Michelle Cook
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As spring bleeds into summer,
I know fall will soon usher in,
and the memories of you
will just become more vivid.
This was your season,
the one my dream foretold.
You were happiest here
amongst the acorns
and the cottonwood trees.
And you never missed a chance
to tell me how it was the song
of your heart.
As more memories flood me now,
I wrestle with the wind
as it disrupts my tears;
a cold hand for comfort
is all it can offer my soul.
The light of you
left my path long ago.
But I still see you
in every golden leaf
that glides my way.
© 2021 Michelle Cook
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You were the bent bristles
against my skin,
causing me to rethink
the situation I was in.
Your continuous brushing
left me wanting more;
I could finally see a rainbow
peeking through my door.
The color you displayed
forever touched my heart,
and my world turned so gray
when at last, we had to part.
Sort of like blended bananas
when they’re left out all day,
their pretty yellow hue
turns the color of dismay.
And it’s so very sad
the way we both had to leave;
the mere thought
is still so hard to conceive.
But at long last,
I’m seeing color once again;
my rainbow was always here
nestled deep within.
I think I was holding on
too tight to your light
when all along,
this was really just my fight.
© 2021 Michelle Cook
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Writing prompt: Bent bristles and blended bananas
We pretended we didn’t know each other.
Then we pretended we didn’t like each other.
And because we pretended for so long,
I think I started believing in the pretends.
© 2021 Michelle Cook
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People come
and people go,
like the weather
is it all for show?
My deepest desire
is to see someone stay,
to keep a promise
and never go away.
Maybe I’m just needy
and want it all,
I tend to dream
of the impossible.
Regardless of everything
I want the love of a close friend,
one in which
I can always depend.
I believe that life
gives us what we give,
this is what allows us
to fully live.
So I try to relinquish
the tender parts of my heart,
I’ve always done this
from the very start.
But I know deep down,
I’ll never be the only one,
for I am merely
a fraction of the sum.
And yet sometimes I still forget
there isn’t just a “me,”
the equation is more
than what I can see.
Plain as day
and black as night,
this dose of reality
is my darkest plight.
I remind myself to accept
all that I can’t change,
even when life seeks
to rearrange.
There is nothing else
I can possibly do,
I can’t hold on
without the glue.
I’ve become accustomed
to letting life move past,
for I know dreams
they often don’t last.
I only wilt further
when I choose to hold too tight.
These are the battles
I continue to fight.
© 2020 Michelle Cook
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He lingers nearby
On the edge of the page
The page we’re still writing
Where love continues to blossom
Unfolding ever so delicately
And he’s mesmerized
By the mind-boggling splendor
His eyes so bright
Enthusiastically consumed
With the miraculous happenings
Of what he observes
And he stays a little longer
Leaning in for a closer view
Lingering in the loveliness
Of our imperishable page
So beautifully written
Full of all the days we’ve shared
Memories of us
And the many years we’ve loved
© 2020 Michelle Cook
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Look out over
The shimmering sea,
It’s the place
where you’ll find me.
The sea is where
my heart resides,
you’ll hear it as I stand
by your side.
I may only be
your invisible friend,
but I’ll always be there,
even in the end.
Reach out your hand,
and you’ll find mine.
Our hearts and souls
forever entwined.
© 2020 Michelle Cook
Photo credit: https://pixabay.com/photos/landscape-sea-beach-nature-ocean-5392568/
We talk every day
About nothing at all
Nothing and everything
Depends on your call
We share the world
In tangible little bits
Rescuing each other
From the darkest of pits
We laugh and we cry
To help save our sanity
Sometimes spouting
A smidge of profanity
We listen and encourage
As often as we’re able
Even on the days
When we’re sort of unstable
We know each other well
Heart, soul, and mind
Friends like this
Are the very best kind
© 2020 Michelle Cook
Photo credit: https://pixabay.com/photos/field-girls-friends-nature-happy-981809/
He was a lover of words
Drifting through time
And I tried unsuccessfully
To make him mine
He was a hoper, a dreamer
Very much like me
And when we were together
He was all I could see
He had a very unique way
Of making me feel
As if the world was all mine
Ready to steal
He was impulsive and sexy
Witty and fun
And his charming personality
Could not be outdone
He was so many things
I felt that I needed
But I soon lost my way
And I never succeeded
© 2020 Michelle Cook
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I struggle for words
Just for you
Any old word
Just won’t do
Words for you
Need to be more
Something that’s never
Been said before
Each word must convey
All that you are
And be perfected
Beyond subpar
So this is my dilemma
And my minds a mess
Trying to find the right words
I want to express
But that’s how much
You mean to me
And now you can see
My quandary
© 2019 Michelle Cook
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When I think of you
I think of dances in the rain
Midnight walks and talks
Never a refrain
When I think of you
I think of autumn showers
Sitting at a little café
Talking for hours
When I think of you
I think of smiles under an umbrella
Holding your hand tight
So much I wanna tell ya
And when I think of you
I feel happier when it rains
The tie that binds us
Just cannot be explained
© 2019 Michelle Cook
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Amid a fire
Built for two
I solemnly sit
And think of you
And I wonder
How this life would be
If you were ever
Here with me
I know the answers
Are so close by
Found within the depths
Of every sigh
What we share
Isn’t going away
This is how I know
We will find a way
© 2019 Michelle Cook
His kisses are full of magic
They always remind me of simpler days
And I’m wishing we’d had a lifetime together
Think we’d have been happier in so many ways
His smile often reminds me of a sunrise
His cheeks rosy red from the bitter cold
And the way his eyes soften when he looks at me
Well, It’s a look that never gets old
I get lost in the depths of who he really is
The parts that nobody else can see
And when I’m snuggled up next to him
I finally feel like I can be me
© 2019 Michelle Cook
