I’ve been away
Not had much to say
Been in a quiet place
Inside a forgotten space
Letting my thoughts swirl
While my feet uncurl
Feeling happy and carefree
As I find the inner me
Enjoying a different view
While still holding on to you
© 2021 Michelle Cook
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Do you have a muse,
someone who inspires;
do they always stand by you
no matter what transpires.
Do they turn your dull days
into momentous occasions;
do they motivate you
with very little persuasion.
Have you found your soulmate,
the one who anchors your feet;
are they the sort of person
who makes you feel complete.
Have you captured the one
who loves you as an equal;
do they bring purpose to your life
and not another boring sequel.
Do you belong to that someone
who always helps you grow;
are you with the one person
you always wanted to know.
Are you with that one love
you can’t live without,
or are you living your life
full of endless days of doubt.
© 2021 Michelle Cook
Photo credit: https://pixabay.com/photos/fantasy-dream-cartoon-drawing-2521221/
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/
Life can blow in gentle wisps
or suddenly seize the day
in consternation.
So whenever I sense a billowy riff,
I look to the sky for clarification.
Of course, I realize that many storms
pass without peril,
and there is often radiance
after the rain.
But when a particularly vile storm
causes all the flowers to sag,
I know each one understands me.
© 2021 Michelle Cook
Photo credit: https://pixabay.com/photos/sunflower-flowers-plant-helianthus-4339701/
I once spent a tarnished red cent
for a man who was undeniably hell-bent
on being an obnoxious
and gibberish gent.
And I knew for certain
I shouldn’t have wasted my token,
but I felt so sorry
when the man’s doohickey became broken.
To this day, I still wonder
if I’ll ever finally learn
not to let a man’s problems be
of any of my concern.
© 2021 Michelle Cook
Photo credit: https://pixabay.com/photos/girl-woman-depression-3629520/
Writing prompt: Gibberish gents and dog-eared doohickies
