intuition

What is the point of madness…

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What is the point of madness
this rat race
this outdoing of ourselves
time and time again,
when does it end,
death?

And who’s counting the days,
you or me?

The completeness of our lives
is it weighed on merit?
Self-accomplishment?
Maybe a little of both?
Maybe neither?

What do we do when our intuition becomes corrupted,
when the things we thought we wanted have blurred lines
and no direction.
Do we keep repeating the same old story?
Take a new path?
Perhaps what justifies our actions could be all that truly matters.

© 2025 Michelle Cook

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Faith

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I believe there is some truth behind every belief
I also know I will never know all there is to know
My intuition shows me what’s important
My gut tells me when I’m right or wrong
All I ever need to do is search within me
The answers to all my questions are always there

© 2025 Michelle Cook

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You seem different lately

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You seem different lately
Resolved
Like you won’t dare budge
Because whatever it is
That thing you’ve decided
You’re now instead
Resolute
That’s exactly what you are
And it’s interesting
Because I thought you were doing
Just fine
You know – the way you were before
Funny thing is
You’d never admit
You’ve changed
That you’re anything different
Than what you’ve always been
But I see through
All that nonsensical jibber jabber
And you have changed
I know it
I see it
Because I know you
So believe it
Or not
Because I know you like to believe
What you believe
You seem different lately
And you are

© 2020 Michelle Cook

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Taco telepathy

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I waited and waited
Yet he never did come
Seems my taco telepathy
Had finally been outdone

Apparently he found another
So much prettier than me
And now she’s the only one
He’s been longing to see

© 2018 Michelle Cook

Writing prompt: Taco telepathy

Conclusions

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There’s truth to be found
In the most unlikely places
Small hidden kernels
In the most improbable spaces

And to find these concealed realities
Often makes our heads spin
An aha kind of moment
Lets loose from deep within

And it’s sort of freeing
When at last we conceive
All the things we were blind to
The things we wanted to believe

Makes it easier to move on
And let go of the past
To discover new avenues
That may conceivably last

It all starts with intuition
And listening to your gut
For that’s the only way
To determine what is what

© 2018 Michelle Cook