signs

Ancient

~ ~M ~ 36 Comments

I feel so foreign to myself
Aging day by day
The signs of all this oldness
Just won’t go away

The outside looks so ancient
But the inside looks so new
If only the world could see
The inside of me too

I stare into the mirror
Wondering where time flew
The years they went right past me
And then I somehow grew

Young and beautiful one moment
Old and gray the next
Why we can’t all stay young
Leaves me so perplexed

© 2023 Michelle Cook

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Battened hatches and big dippers

~ ~M ~ 8 Comments

Formidable signs
Illuminate the darkness
Scattering stardust

© 2021 Michelle Cook

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Writing Prompt: Battened hatches and big dippers

How are you?

~ ~M ~ 38 Comments

There are days when you are close,
but mostly days when you are far.
And sometimes, even the stars
seem to wonder where you are.

This pushing and pulling
due to some odd gravitational force
always leaves me to wonder
if you’ve just gotten off course.

And my soul is forever searching,
looking for a definitive sign,
to show me you’re alright,
in the midst of this decline.

I’m always aching to understand
and know for certain you’re okay,
but it’s difficult to know sometimes
when you’re so far away.

© 2020 Michelle Cook

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