Here in the quiet
I find myself missing you
I feel the weight of your absence
Heavy on my heart
But it’s in these moments
That I begin to discover
The true wonder
Of all that you are
© 2019 Michelle Cook
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Been caught up
in an expeditious experiment
A plethora of knowledge
And facts
These things whirl around me
Senseless things
Meaningless and trivial
Things I do not wish to know
And I struggle with mediocrity
Without the faintest idea
Of why any of this is important
Always falling short of my peers
This newfound lingo
Is just so discombobulating
Piercing my young flesh
With worthless
Uncreative filth
Feels like rubbish
Perpetually seeping in
Corrupting my right brain
Controlling my left
All nonsensical rigmarole
Yet fundamental to my worth
And I can’t see past
all these rudimentary devices
So what does that mean?
Am I somehow less brilliant
Because of my perception
of these uncertain
edifying truths?
Maybe my rationale is slanted
But I happen to think
I’m still somebody pretty great
And I may not ever be a superhero
Or even get a gold star
planted on my chest
But I’m me
and that’s pretty remarkable
I’m amazing! I really am!
© 2019 Michelle Cook
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*Inspired by a little bird named Auti. 😉
She knows the rules
And it’s likely a sin
As the idea slowly
Eases in
But she must have it
There’s no other way
And so her cravings
Give her away
© 2019 Michelle Cook
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The notifications are gone
Flags all disappeared
No new email
The silence is weird
Feels almost like
The whole world is dead
As more illogical thoughts
Fill up my head
Maybe I’m crazy
Or so I’ve been told
But the quiet is depressing
When the screen has gone cold
And isn’t that the issue
The problem we all face
Think I’ve become a phone zombie
And it’s such a disgrace
© 2020 Michelle Cook
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Thinking of you today
and I ask myself this…
How can anyone be lonely
when they have a million friends?
But I suppose it’s more than that
isn’t it?
It’s the foundation
the connectedness
the secret loyalties among confidences.
All these things matter
in order to gauge the true value of a friend.
And sadly
without the right combination
our state of loneliness
is never very far away.
© 2020 Michelle Cook
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