moon

You’re never forgotten

~ ~M ~ 33 Comments

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/

From a sliver of a moon

~ ~M ~ 29 Comments

I dangled dangerously from a sliver of a moon
to search the land and silvery seas.
But even with my old trusty telescope,
I couldn’t seem to find you through the trees.

So I leapt onto a gust of westward winds
and sailed away on a stray pink cloud.
And now I’m living on a dandelion petal
doing things I’ve never been allowed.

© 2021 Michelle Cook

Photo credit: https://pixabay.com/photos/girl-firefly-moon-lights-believe-6883721/

Starry wishes

~ ~M ~ 12 Comments

I sit here all alone
under a bright starry sky,
waiting for a meteor
to streak right by.

And in the twinkling darkness,
my thoughts carry me to you;
you always loved the nights
as much as I do.

I think back to the “us” times
under slivers of a sultry moon;
those moments spent together
always evaporated way too soon.

I remember sharing so much
as the hours lost their way,
never an awkward moment
as we always had so much to say.

The years have all passed by now,
but the memories are still so near;
and I think of you so often,
ever wishing you were here.

© 2021 Michelle Cook

Photo credit: https://pixabay.com/illustrations/mountain-nights-moon-landscape-5366079/

She was the sun

~ ~M ~ 5 Comments

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She was the sun
And he was her moon
Both went to great lengths
To be able to commune

His pale face always reflected
The warmth of her glow
This was something he shared
So everyone would know

And as each night descended
During twilight’s first view
He would shine even brighter
While basking in her hue

The nights never grew dim
For she was his enduring light
And her luminous display
Made everything alright

© 2019 Michelle Cook

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