Ugly

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She chose to look beyond
To see past his fabricated exterior
To search beneath his calculative heart
And go deeper than his manipulative mind
For the black corrupted abyss
Which he had used to lure her in
Was merely his vulnerability disguised
And she was the only witness to the truth

© 2019 Michelle Cook

Dismal days

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Dismal days
Are all the craze
Everyone’s living
In a haze
Could this be
Just a phase
Or are we stuck
In a repeating maze
Look at the way
People gaze
So many lost
In a doleful daze
Will we ever find
Those hopeful rays
Or stay prisoners of
Depressive waves
Can we all give
Encouraging praise
Or will morosity
Be what stays
Everyone has a choice
To change their ways
Kindness has always
Been what pays
Can you share
Your love full blaze
There really isn’t time
For delays

© 2019 Michelle Cook

I am a flower…

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I am a flower
Whose petals
Have become
Rough and torn
Frayed and forgotten
Wilted and withering
And yet I’m still here
Weepy yet hopeful
Droopy but optimistic
Dejected yet confident
Because I know
That someday
I will bloom again

© 2019 Michelle Cook

Sleepyheaded

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Sleepyhead
Time for bed
Can’t sleep
Counting sheep
Nothing works
Body jerks
Warm milk
Soothing as silk
Back to bed
Body’s dead
Pillows lumpy
Mattress bumpy
Sheets bunched
Time’s crunched
Gotta sleep
Before the beep
Not gonna happen
Spirits dampen
Melatonin maybe
To sleep like a baby
Ahhh that’s it
Sandman’s bit
Dreamland awaits
Mind debates
Sleep at last
Wow that was fast!

© 2019 Michelle Cook


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To my inky friend

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It’s been quite a long time
Since I last held you
And now you just don’t feel the same
You’re like a long lost friend
The kind I used to know so well
The sort I’d spend every day with
Who I’d laugh and cry with
The kind I’d stay up all night with
Who’d listen and love me for me
Like the friend who was always there
No matter time or day
The sort who cared about everything
Regardless of its true importance
But now things are different
And you feel so unfamiliar
Our connection has sadly faded
And the magic that was once inside you
Seems to have lost its fiery spark
You used to be so mesmerizing
I could stare at you all day long
Your life-giving enchantments saved me
And I wonder why you had to change
You used to write the loveliest things
But like a long lost friend
Who was once as close as a brother
You just aren’t the same as before
I’m afraid the spell has been broken
And the essence of you is surely gone

© 2019 Michelle Cook