What would you do?

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What would you do
If you had a whole day?
Would you leave behind the things
That always get in your way?

Would you watch a sunset?
Or perhaps fly a kite?
Maybe sit on your front porch
And drink milkshakes all night?

What would you do
If you had an entire week?
Would you search for all the things
You’ve been dying to seek?

Would you act like a pirate?
And finally go on an adventure?
Searching far and wide
For that lost buried treasure?

What would you do
If you had a full month?
Would you express to the whole world
That you’ve had quite enough?

Would you go on a rampage?
Perhaps tell everyone how you feel?
Or would you just stay inside
And keep everything concealed?

What would you do
If you had a complete year?
Would you investigate all the things
Which have never been clear?

Would your curious mind take over?
Would you become a sleuth?
Perhaps a professional eavesdropper
So you could uncover the truth?

What would you do
If you had a forever?
Would you still stay inside
Even in good weather?

Or would you finally just enjoy
Everything you’ve got
And not let your life
Be all for naught

What would you do?

© 2019 Michelle Cook

Customary Norms

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Love
Can be fleeting
Often feels
Defeating

Loss
It’s my win
And yet still
I give in

Grief
Lasts forever
When never
Is your together

Life
I get by
Always saying
Goodbye

© 2019 Michelle Cook

Misplaced things

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I once wrote about a place
That was neither here nor there
A place found between the realms
Of hope and despair

And in that in-between place
I remember finding what I’d lost
Yet finding that place
Came with innumerable costs

And I wonder now
If it was all worth it in the end
For finding what I’d lost
Only made me want to lose it again

And isn’t that how life is
Always searching for things misplaced
So many wonderful things
Seem to vanish without a trace

And when we think we’ve found our losses
We cling on with all our might
Hopeful that somehow
They’ll bring back our lost delight

And yet sadly our thinking
Often leads us further astray
Until we finally realize
We just need to go another way

© 2019 Michelle Cook

The taste of love

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Love often tastes
Like bitter wine
Exhilarating at first
Then unrefined

Yet we never stop
Consuming our fill
The taste matters not
So long as it’s real

© 2019 Michelle Cook

Nasty nonsense

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Do you ever just wish
You could take back what you said
And every moment after
Is something that you dread

All those regretful words
Left hanging in the air
Fills you with affliction
Cause you really do care

But something made you do it
Spew your words of hate
A bunch of nasty nonsense
If only you could relegate

Time is the only cure
Likely to save your from your demise
Your only hope left
Is that the memory fades and dies

© 2019 Michelle Cook