I didn’t know him anymore
And I couldn’t find me
Then suddenly like a light
You were all I could see
A breath of fresh air
A vice ripped from my chest
And finally I knew
You were the thing I loved best
© 2024 Michelle Cook
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Gentle reminders
Softly spoken whispers
Sent on stardust
Sealed with kisses
Let these be the messages
I never forget
whenever the moon
decides to disappear
Let these be the reminders
alighting my pathway
until the day
the sun ceases to shine
© 2024 Michelle Cook
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Between the head
and the heart
we can feel hollow
and pulled apart
All those hidden spaces
in-between
are often isolated
and unseen
The requirements
within our core
leave us yearning
forevermore
Until necessities
are found at our feet
we can feel empty
and incomplete
Few ever find
what they’re searching for
most are adrift
and wanting more
Some are lucky
to see their way
we’re fortunate
if those ones stay
Darkness and light
are ever near
consequences
aren’t always clear
But the path
is always ours to decide
we just need someone
to stand beside
© 2024 Michelle Cook
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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
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There’s magic to be found
on this midsummer day;
quiet reflections prevent it
from skittering away.
Gilded rays of light
affectionately dance;
it seems almost as if the sun
is looking for romance.
The rippling river responds,
flowing joyously round the bend,
sweeping along sparkling waters
which seem eager to descend.
Dainty green grasses dot
the edges of the stream,
always the perfect place
to curl up and dream.
Breath held deep,
eyes shut good and tight,
yet even behind closed lids,
the sun still shines so bright.
The larks seem unbothered,
flying straight overhead,
collecting more fluff
for their soft downy beds.
Cracking an eye
at the snap of a stick,
a pudgy little lizard
scurries away so quick.
Lifting to lean,
face cupped in hand,
fighting the obligation
to get up and stand.
Gaze suddenly caught
by unexpected delight,
endless rows of sunflowers
stretching towards the light.
Energized by excitement
as more wonders abound,
amazed by the brilliance
while looking around.
Every curiosity of nature,
free for all to share,
nothing else in this life
can ever compare.
© 2022 Michelle Cook
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