There’s a war
Breaking out
Beneath the surface
And the heart
Isn’t winning
This time
© 2019 Michelle Cook
thoughts
Wednesday
The clock
Was restless
In anticipation
Of another day
The girl
Was helpless
To keep procrastination
At bay
The work
Was senseless
And wouldn’t
Go away
The day
Was useless
Windy
And gray
The outlook
Was pointless
But she’d promised
To stay
The desire
Was reckless
To find
Another way
The afternoon
Was zealous
Beseeching her
To play
The schoolbook
Was jealous
Begging her
Not to sway
The convincing
Was endless
And she became
Its prey
The pendulum
Was voiceless
With nothing else
To say
© 2019 Michelle Cook
Withering
It hurts
Everything
All of me
Aches
As love
Wilts
Slowly dying
So am I
© 2019 Michelle Cook
Maddigan Brown
There are some people
You just never forget
Usually they’re strange
Or full of vile and wit
Maddigan Brown
Was one of those boys
Always goofing around
Making some noise
The teachers all sneered at him
Rolling their eyes
He couldn’t do anything
Without being chastised
But Maddigan didn’t care
He craved the attention
Even when his behavior
Got him thrown in detention
He was a stranger to me
But someone I wish I could have met
For he was a legend in his time
Someone nobody will forget
© 2019 Michelle Cook
For my daughter, Brie 😉
Corrupted
As the ink slowly drips
Conjuring its spell
I give myself over
To the desires that dwell
I watch the words forming
In a vapory haze
Leaving me sickened
Weary and dazed
Stretching the bounds
Of my disjointed affliction
I write through hell
For this is my addiction
Lured once again
By this mysterious fate
These are moments
I live to hate
© 2019 Michelle Cook
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