Prim

What are you doing aside from getting into my space
Licking my face
And floating fur into my morning cup of tea
I get that you n I are a “we” now
But your inability to have boundaries is a little hard to swallow
I don’t necessarily enjoy your sassy little buns being situated in front of my face
You’re a sexy little sweetheart but not of my preferred species
I think we’re gonna have to rethink the terms of our agreement

© 2024 Michelle Cook


Photo credit: This is a picture of my cat Prim, the little devil herself. 😉

Thinking of you…

I cannot count the ways
or measure the depth of my love for you.
Words escape all rational notions
when I try to convey my thoughts.
It’s like trying to describe
the scent of a rare fragrance,
or explain the inconceivable mysteries
that leave the world in awe.
You are simply the magic keeping me alive
when nothing else can.

© 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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For certain

If I could change my life,
what would I do?
Would a simple hug
change my point of view?

I wonder how far I’d go
for the things I desire,
or would those longings
somehow expire.

I don’t always know
what my capabilities are,
haven’t gotten to the point
of reaching that far.

But there’s one thing I know
I could never do
and that would be
to give up you.

© 2024 Michelle Cook


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Moving mayhem

I haven’t had coffee in weeks
no desire to change the sheets

It’s all just gone to hell
this place where I currently dwell

Some furniture has disappeared
the rest is about to be cleared

Get me outta here I say
but this month won’t go away

Time has not been in my favor
so I continue to stew and labor

If only I could speed things up
I’d be happy as a jolly ol pup

© 2024 Michelle Cook


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