Lovely is the budding flower
Still daring to bloom at first frost
Fighting its way from the chrysalis
Determined not to become lost
© 2018 Michelle Cook
thoughts
Caught in confusion
There’s a message
Within the song
I recognize its face
All day long
But I can’t understand
Why it’s there
It seems to have caught me
Unaware
Somewhere a lesson
Will likely be had
Slapping my wrists
Reminding me I’m bad
Until then
I’ll wrestle with confusion
Which a few I know
Will find quite amusin
And in the end
I’ll be back in that room
Breathing in more
Of that cheap perfume
For that’s what this life
Has become
May just guzzle it down
With a bottle of rum
© 2018 Michelle Cook
*Written ages ago and I don’t even remember what I was thinking about at the time. Just cleaning out the notes section on my phone. 😉 So beware, I’ve got over 200 more notes to look through, and I’m guessing there may be more of these weird ones to come. 😉
This is how…
Tears welling
Sadness dwelling
Heart crushed
And eyes swelling
This is how
I get through each day
Hoping to find
A better way
© 2018 Michelle Cook
Autumn
A bouquet of sunshine
Brightens the front door
As eager hands bring back
All they’ve dared to explore
Her face comes alive
As the wind twirls her hair
Of loveliness there is nothing
That could ever compare
© 2018 Michelle Cook
Thanks to Michael for a whole month of writing prompts, click here to view them all; Flowers of Autumn
One last wish
Searching the depths
Of the starry night sky
Arms reaching out
With tears in her eyes
And yet once again
There was no reply
So she made her last wish
And said a final goodbye
© 2018 Michelle Cook
For a month of writing prompts, click here; As she walked to the end of the wooden boards, the stars spoke to her.
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