I pray for random words
To fill this void in my head
But as time slowly passes
My thoughts only feel dead
Expired of emotion
So tired of the drill
Inundated with mindless efforts
Without any thrill
Is this the cost of living
For a future unknown
To sit everyday in silence
Completely alone
One day… one day…
It’ll be for the best they insist
Tell me… tell me…
Then why do I still resist?
© 2018 Michelle Cook
Only you can cause such beauty
Through the things you create
And sometimes I forget to look for you
My human side likes to hesitate
How can I deny your existence though
When the day looks like today
It’s easy to see your glory
When you greet me in this way
I don’t need a book or a preacher
To prove these things to me
I find you in the small things
You’re in everything I see
All I have to do is look
And your presence is made known
The miracle of you
Is always so clearly shown
© 2018 Michelle Cook
She must’ve scaled it
A thousand times
Realizing the risk
Every time she climbed
And yet she continued
To chance the danger
Of facing fears
She was no stranger
For the brilliance beyond
Was all that mattered
As her confidence waned
Her courage was gathered
And at the crest every eve
In front of that dazzling display
Her breath would give out
No words she could say
For amidst the blushing
Splendor of the eve
The grandeur of it all
Was more than any could believe
And so in her mind
It was worth risking the fall
For the worst that could happen
Would mean a forever with it all
© 2018 Michelle Cook
For a month of writing prompts, click here; Blushing brilliance
Crisp autumn bells
Shiver in the breeze
Amongst the tender mulberry
And the grand evergreens
Enchanted they dance
A swirling colorful sea
Those delicate golden clusters
Come alive just for me
© 2018 Michelle Cook
My confidence in everything
Often waxes and wanes
Doubt sneaks right in
Trying to take over my brain
I tell myself I’m being silly
But then again maybe I’m not
And perhaps everything I’m doing
Is actually all for naught
And it’s during days like these
That l feel so uneasy
And the more I start to think
The more I get quite queasy
Skepticism is a word
My mind should just forget
Because it likes to stir up trouble
And leave me with regret
I know I shouldn’t let my dubiousness
Get the better of me
But sometimes it’s so hard
With a future we can’t see
Lack of faith in everything
Has always been my trouble
And because I’ll likely never change
I know I’ll always struggle
But I’m not the only one with scruples
And so I try to disregard my concerns
I just need to be patient and wait
For my confidence to return
© 2018 Michelle Cook
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