love

Don’t ever put chocolate in your pocket

~ ~M ~ 25 Comments

It was Valentine’s Day,
and he gave me a candy heart,
a chocolate-filled sweet,
with love he did impart.

And I placed that dainty morsel
in the pocket of my jeans,
the tiny tempting treasure
settled nicely in the seams.

With chocolate in my pocket,
I then went about my day,
feeling quite content
over the sentiment conveyed.

But as the day turned into night,
I realized my mistake;
that bit of chocolate in my pocket
for granted I did take.

My prize had now become
a melted memory of bliss,
forgotten in my pocket,
becoming a liquified kiss.

It reminded me of all the times
I’d let love pass through my fingers.
It seems there’s never a good way
to make deliciousness linger.

© 2021 Michelle Cook

 

Photo credit: https://pixabay.com/photos/heart-pink-ribbon-greeting-card-2448640/

Morning messages

~ ~M ~ 14 Comments

We can sum up our feelings
with those three little words,
but it’s the longing beneath them
that always moves me to tears.

I notice every endearing detail
in everything you say,
and it makes my heart beat
in an entirely different way.

The tone of your devoted words
leaves me dancing to their tune,
and I’m in love all over again
as morning fades to afternoon.

© 2021 Michelle Cook

Photo credit: https://unsplash.com/photos/BjhUu6BpUZA

Daily prompt 3, courtesy of my hubby: Morning messages

Road radio blues

~ ~M ~ 21 Comments

He’s been thinking
about that one girl,
that pretty little gal
he used to know.

She’d pour his drinks
n work out his kinks
because she loved him so.

Her name was plain ol Mabel,
though, to most,
she was just a fable.

But good boy Johnny,
more skinny than brawny,
he’s never forgotten those eyes.

Once Mabel got started,
there was no departin;
he’d just get lost
in those long-legged thighs.

She was that one girl,
the one who made his head swirl,
always full of surprise.

© 2021 Michelle Cook

Photo credit: https://unsplash.com/photos/IXjuoaUgMZg

Poetry prompt:  I’ve sort of been in a slump lately when it comes to writing and decided to ask my hubby to start giving me daily prompts.  This is day 2… Road radio blues.

There are friends…

~ ~M ~ 31 Comments

There are friends,
and then there are friends.

Some will stay close like brothers;
others will come and go like the wind.

But all of them will have a special purpose.

Some will come to fill the dark places with light;
others will help mend our broken pieces.

One thing is certain; none will ever be forgotten.

Each one leaves an everlasting imprint,
deeply embedded and revered.

Remaining forevermore,
within our hearts and minds.

© 2021 Michelle Cook

Photo credit:  https://pixabay.com/photos/water-battle-friends-beach-woman-636761/

Come play with me

~ ~M ~ 13 Comments

Come play with me
Spend the whole day
We’ll find adventures
I’ll show you the way

Come play with me
We’ll have plenty to do
A fun day to share
Just me and you

Come play with me
Give me your hand
Let’s race to the moon
I know you’ll understand

Come play with me
There’s a secret place I know
A traipse through the forest
Is where we’ll have to go

Come play with me
Through the trees to the sea
The sound of the waves
Is sure to set you free

Come play with me
We’ll have so much fun
Let’s get going
Before the day is done

© 2021 Michelle Cook

Photo credit: https://pixabay.com/photos/beach-silhouette-two-children-3374779/