He was the calm in my rage

He was the calm in my rage
which led me to a new beginning.

I was the isolated, loose thread
who hardly even noticed
the quiet tug of his hand.

But after being unraveled,
I realized a thing or two.

My eyes could at last see clearly
and all the emptiness faded away.

I was at last free of all the things
that kept me from being me.

And to have someone so generous,
and so full of life with so much to give.

Well, it’s absolutely priceless
in every way, shape, or form.

He really was my saving grace
and to be honest, he still is.

© 2022 Michelle Cook


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There’s a tree…

There’s a lone tree I see,
reminds me
of what used to be.

I try not to fall under its spell,
as it takes me back to the place
where I once fell.

Looking at it now,
my heart just cries.
Why’d it take me so long
to realize.

Life is good now,
so I turn away,
choosing to leave
all those memories at bay.

© 2022 Michelle Cook


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Beyond repair

There are some things
that can never be mended;
even as much as you try,
the result remains upended.

And I’ve learned it is better
to let sleeping dogs lay
than to stick around waiting
for the needle to sway.

There’s a balance to life
that just can’t be amended,
but sometimes these truths
are miscomprehended.

So I’m doing my best
to remember all these things
and trying not to fret
over things I cannot change.

© 2022 Michelle Cook


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