She said…

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She said…

Welcome to the age
Of being quite old
Imperfections aplenty
And your feet are always cold

You used to have friends
But you can’t remember them now
And you try to make new ones
But you can’t remember how

You miss the days
When you were once vibrant and energetic
You’re now considered dull
And a wee bit eccentric

You look in the mirror
And you notice every strange feature
And you wonder how you became
Such an odd looking creature

You think of ways
In which you could improve
But that would then mean
You’d actually have to move

So you sigh a huge sigh
And bury your head
Deep in your pillow
On your old comfy bed

And you give yourself over
To the effects of time
Knowing you’ll never again be
At your prime

© 2019 Michelle Cook

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Positively perfect you

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Blissful
Happy
And sometimes sappy

Weird
Strange
Never deranged

Interesting
Bizarre
Amazing the way you are

Nerdy
Dorky
Devotedly quirky

Witty
Funny
Never to be outdone-ee

Devoted
True
Positively perfect you

© 2019 Michelle Cook

Washing woes…

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I am a slave
To its ring
That monstrosity
Of a thing

It calls for me
Night and day
Happily chiming
In its annoying way

And I wonder
What’s the good
To wish for a life
Beyond motherhood

For I was born to clean
Every mess
And so now
I shall digress

© 2019 Michelle Cook


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Savoring the thrill

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Savoring the thrill
Of his tempestuous kiss
He ravaged her soul
In a moment of bliss

She couldn’t catch her breath
His hands were tangled in her hair
And of everything else around her
She was completely unaware

Time seemed to stop
There was nowhere to go
The universe still remained
And yet the day she did not know

For she had lost all awareness
In the nonexistent realm of reality
And all that she remembered
Was what he wanted her to see

 

© 2019 Michelle Cook


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Heightened senses

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There’s a chill in the air
A sure sign of change
The same shivery feeling
Found in breezes of the past

And while déjà vu goosebumps
Leave me to ponder present time
The atmosphere is unsympathetic
As I wrestle with these thoughts

© 2019 Michelle Cook


For a month of writing prompts, click here;  Heightened senses

 

Jellyfish jolts

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Prone to misfortune
And many blunders
As her poor mind
Would often wander

She made
A terrible mistake
Of getting up
At daybreak

And she set out
To the sea
Hoping for a day
Of soaring free

But the girl’s spirit
Led her astray
As the tide swept
Her cares away

And after that first
Erroneous step
She sighed from her
Nonchalant attempt

Because one stride
Became too many
As she nearly squashed
A silver jenny

And the next footfall
Was even worse
Such an unfortunate
Squishy curse

For that jellyfish
Wasn’t missed
And that pathetic girl
Just yelped and hissed

The stinging jolt
Was quite unamusing
Leaving her foot
Swollen and oozing

The unlucky girl
Had only wanted a day
To leave her burdens
Far away

But her carefree
And heedless endeavors
Were tragically
Tainted forever

© 2019 Michelle Cook


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Always in a crowd

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No matter day nor time
He’s mysteriously there
Often presenting himself
As a charming reflection
Or sometimes merely peering
Through airy sheers
As if lost in another dimension
And when I see his hazy image
Forming late at night
Standing casually by the curb
Under that old, misty lamp post
I’m fully convinced
That my delusions
Are fully functioning
As the churning whirls of smoke
Find their way
Over to my door
Each captivating puff
Curling up against my nose
Alighting my senses
With the waft of bygone days
Ones that could never be forgotten
Even though their existence
Is a fallacy in itself

© 2019 Michelle Cook


For a month of writing prompts, click here;  Always in a crowd