humor

Sometimes you just have to follow your heart…

~ ~M ~ 28 Comments

After a long while, he gave me a fighting chance
to show him a little bit of love and romance.
Years streaked by before he finally noticed me;
the love of his life, so willing, so free.
Many others I’d met never ended up swayed,
and sadly for them, that’s why they never got laid.
The problem is some people just can’t believe
in a person who hasn’t got something up their sleeve.
So many live their whole lives full of doubt and suspicion,
never trusting that anyone could have a fair disposition.
And it’s sad but true that the trusting are few.
Sometimes you just have to follow your heart.

© 2022 Michelle Cook

https://pixabay.com/photos/people-couple-kiss-love-dark-2562102/

Carefree considerations

~ ~M ~ 37 Comments

When you try to cheer yourself up,
but nothing really works,
and your friends are all being
such unapproachable jerks.

You just have to remember
that some days will suck,
so hold your head high
and don’t give a f**K.

And if you feel like screaming,
just let it all out.
Say every nasty word,
and don’t hesitate to shout.

If the neighbors start to complain,
just scream a little louder;
they’ll look the other way
when they see your rifle and gun powder.

Stand as tall as you can
and bid your shitty day farewell
because you’ve made up your mind,
knowing it’s better not to dwell.

Be happy you’re alive
and be grateful for each day.
And don’t forget to laugh sometimes,
it really is okay.

© 2022 Michelle Cook

Photo credit: https://pixabay.com/photos/woman-petals-blowing-portrait-1854443/

Who are you on 02/22/22?

~ ~M ~ 13 Comments

Are you a filler or a drain,
a booster or a pain?

Are you a happy kind of bloke,
or the kind people wanna choke?

Are you a friendly, loveable lassie
or labeled as overwhelming sassy?

Do you make people wanna roll their eyes,
or is your demeanor full of cheery surprise?

Do you always get booed at first glance,
or does your presence seem to brighten and enhance?

Are you loved for merely being you,
or do others get disturbed by your view?

Are you able to face the reality of who you are,
or does the truth seem frighteningly bizarre?

© 2022 Michelle Cook

Photo credit: https://pixabay.com/photos/throughts-girl-think-female-face-4124438/

I’m a mood catcher

~ ~M ~ 49 Comments

I’m a mood catcher;
I have no defense,
emotions they all stick to me,
leaving me tense.

And I have to admit;
it’s annoying as hell
to catch a mood
that leaves me unwell.

I’m usually happy
and slow to anger,
but when a mood is present,
you’ll feel the danger.

I’m like a balloon
filling up with hot air,
too much, and boom,
you don’t wanna go there.

My body can detonate
in an explosive fit;
all my rage can make an army,
cower and quit.

So please don’t infect me
with your lousy mood;
you might soon regret
your attitude.

© 2021 Michelle Cook

Photo credit: https://pixabay.com/photos/gorilla-monkey-ape-animal-mammal-1416459/

*Thanks to my daughter Auti for picking out the photo. Guess she’s implying something here about her mama. Lol…

Salty succotash and pencil toppers

~ ~M ~ 15 Comments

Pencil topper stew
just wouldn’t do,
but that was all she had
to feed her crew.

So she went to the store
to buy some beans,
but the brand she wanted
were all bursting at the seams.

So she thought for a minute
about what to do
because bursting beans
would need some sort of glue.

The corn looked good,
so she settled on that,
and then she went home
and put it all in a big vat.

By early that evening,
she had an amazing brew,
and even though a tad bit salty,
it was still a hearty stew.

Her kids were all grateful,
and with tummy’s filled to the brim,
they all settled down
to watch some Grimm.

It wasn’t very long
before the kiddies all crashed,
so she nestled them in their beds
while they dreamt of succotash.

Before long, it was her turn
to finally drift away,
catching the midnight train to dreamland;
she was at last gone on a holiday.

© 2021 Michelle Cook

Photo credit: https://pixabay.com/photos/candle-extinguished-smoke-wick-2358276/

Writing prompt: Salty succotash and pencil toppers