You decorate my life
In pinks, oranges, and blues
And every day that passes
Adds a hundred new hues
I find sprinkles of you
On the gloomiest of days
You always brighten my life
In the loveliest ways
© 2020 Michelle Cook
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For everyone here on WordPress, this is what you do to me whenever I read your lovely words. Thank you for always inspiring me and leaving me feeling comforted and loved. It’s this community that really brings me home.
Oh the feeling
When I read such words
The kind that touch my soul
It’s pure bliss
Orgasmic
Mind-blowing
Genius
And I just want to shout out
My unfeigned amazement
From the rooftops
Every time you write
It’s like a mother
Who watches her child
Take their first step
Excitement and pride
Respect and elation
Gratitude and wonderment
They all flood my chest
Puffing it up
With crisp memories
Of bygone days
The ones you leave me remembering
The ones I want to hold on to
Gripping tight to those nostalgic days
Because I fear letting go
After all, I may never remember
Those precious nuggets of time
The ones that settle deep down
In the hidden recesses
Of my aging heart
So I hold on
Grasping ― white-knuckled
Death gripping your words
Because each lovely
Beautiful
Heartfelt word
Each one of them
Brings me home
© 2020 Michelle Cook
Photo credit: https://pixabay.com/photos/girl-childhood-fun-happiness-park-2398821/
Under a star
Near the sea
In your arms
Is where I’ll be
A twilight cove
In a land far away
This remote place
Is where we’ll stay
Happy and free
With nothing to lose
Every moment will be
Just as we choose
A fiery display
Of passion will ensue
As we both discover
Just what love can do
© 2020 Michelle Cook
Photo credit: https://pixabay.com/photos/log-wood-sea-water-beach-nature-2766903/
For a whole month of writing prompts, click here – Under a star near the sea.
He doesn’t listen
and seems not to care.
Or is he just clueless
perhaps unaware?
I stomp my feet
I get so mad.
I think he likes it
when I’m sad.
This pattern of life
is frustrating as hell.
I just wanna shake him
and break the spell!
Surely he hears me
as he sits in his chair,
resembling a zombie
with a half-baked stare.
Do I have to dance naked,
would that bring him out?
If you knew him
even you would doubt.
He just doesn’t see me
and I’m always right here.
Being invisible
is what I most fear.
Tell me please,
what shall I do?
I’m being dismissed
like a worn out shoe.
I bet every woman
has faced this kind of day.
We should all just vow,
to go our own way.
Maybe we’d all get noticed
if their beds turned cold.
Weeks without sex,
would surely get old.
Don’t worry though, I’m fine!
Cause I just don’t even care.
I’ll wait and see how he likes it
when I stop washing his dirty underwear!
© 2020 Michelle Cook
Photo credit: https://pixabay.com/photos/people-woman-stripes-sweatshirt-2590564/
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