mistakes

Life, will I ever?

~ ~M ~ 25 Comments

Life,
it moves us along
at record speed.

I try to dangle
delicately,
occasionally letting
my feet scrape
against the ground.

And as I swing under
my beloved canopy,
I notice the poor old oak
has seen better days.

Brittle bark scatters
like tarnished snowflakes,
and the bough dips
against the weight
of my sways.

But do I stop?

No, I continue on
in careless destruction,
marring my protector
all while biding my time.

I’m still a child; after all,
I do not recognize
my mistakes;
will I ever?

© 2022 Michelle Cook

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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/