Just reflecting

Do you ever wonder why things
can’t be as they were
Time always changes things
and causes such a stir

People eventually change
and that’s because everyone grows
still I miss the old ways
and change I do oppose

I miss when my kids were little
the times of simple bliss
now the world has gotten so hectic
everything’s amiss.

I struggle with the here and now
and the moments way back then
still knowing I’d never want to do
all those years again

As great as they really were
life was hard then too
I guess I need to remember that
whenever I’m feeling blue

One never really thinks
about the day their children will leave
and it’s sad when they forget you
It’s something you forever grieve

I know my very own parents
probably feel the exact same way
but the distance makes it harder
and so we drift away.

And friends are difficult to follow
everyone’s here and there
but there’s only one of me
though I’d love to be everywhere

And now that I am older
I find myself learning to be still
sinking into the background
not looking for a thrill

Still I am very happy
and maybe more content than most
but very humbly I say that
for I’d never want to boast

I do enjoy my life though
and yet some days are still so sad
but they’re few and far between
and for that I’m really glad

And today I’m just reflecting
missing those who’ve gone afar
and I think I’ve come to accept
I have to leave them where they are

© 2023 Michelle Cook


Photo credit: https://pixabay.com/photos/young-woman-meadow-lie-relax-girl-2194038/

You’re never forgotten

Sometimes,
you might feel like
hurling yourself
at the moon.

Others times,
you might wanna
just sit quietly
under the stars.

But no matter where
you find yourself…

Just know
that the stars
will never forget
the wishes you made.

And the moon
will never misrecollect
that crestfallen look
upon your face.

Because even when
the world disremembers,
the cosmos still counts
every tear it ever created.

© 2023 Michelle Cook


 

Photo credit: https://pixabay.com/photos/light-stars-moon-atmosphere-4499109/

Alone

Alone is a place
I know so well
It’s the place I dream
The place I dwell

It gets dreary in here
And I get scared of the dark
But my flame isn’t extinguished
You should see my spark

People pass by
But they cannot see
All the color of life
Right inside of me

Come take a look
You’ll see that it’s true
I have a heart
Just like you

© 2023 Michelle Cook


Photo credit: @Lanazi00

I remain…

I remain in slumbered thought
And yet my mind aches to go
To be what I should be
To know what I should know

And yet here I sit as always
My body fighting with my mind
The balance between them both
So off-kilter so unkind

The brain at war with the bones
The bones set in stubborn recluse
I fear not even an earthquake
Could shake my body loose

Stuck in that realm of isolation
Peering down on a grand parade
Wishing to be part of everything
Will no one come to my aid?

I’ve become like a stone statue
Watching the crowds pass by
Already in my coffin
Stuck in my mind’s eye

The world hums around me
I’m a lone spectator to the buzz
I remain in sequestered solitude
Free from what the world does

© 2023 Michelle Cook


Photo credit: https://pixabay.com/photos/sunset-woman-field-terrace-sun-5842173/

Time to choose

My mind draws a blank
as the new year looms;
what will happen,
I can only assume.

I’ve a mixed bag of emotions
sitting on my lap;
if some of them spill out,
I might just snap.

I know there is so much good
about to unfold,
so I keep looking at the ground
and do as I’m told.

Don’t question the process,
is what my thoughts say;
eventually, this wary feeling
will start to go away.

But with nobody to talk to,
my mind is in a haze;
still, I try to prepare
for this new life phase.

I’ve got nothing to lose
but everything to gain,
and saying goodbye to the past
will help me stay sane
.

So, goodbye, I say
to another mixed year.
Freedom awaits;
the odds are very clear.

I’m adjusting my sails,
waiting for the wind
to prepare my course,
and then descend.

I pray for transformation
even though I don’t pray
and, hopefully, a shift
will come my way.

Clearing the dust,
looking for new views,
now’s the perfect time
for me to choose.

© 2022 Michelle Cook


*The drawing is my own attempt at creating a mixed bag of emotions.  Fingers crossed that none of my emotions spill out over the coming year. 🙂 ~M xo