The one named “Longing”

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Mother’s Tree

I think it kinda looks like your heart
The branches being the fruits of your labor
Such a long time it has been
But they’re finally budding
The roots are of all the things you have touched
So many lives have felt them
The black and white colors you wish were full of pinks
Yet you know that can never be so
Four seasons of seven branches
14 black
14 gray
The longer black branches of the past
Many memories of your childhood
Many darker memories
Gray
The fruits of your labor
Finally budding
Some being in the works longer than the other
Soon you will see the fruits
Buds like hands
Reaching out
Reaching out into the world
Though darker thoughts tend to over shadow them
Just give them plenty of light
They’ll bloom in time
Two black
Two grays
Long blackened winter
Short gray spring
On the right lies fall and summer
The trunk to connect it all
Both dreams, hearts
So many thoughts
Yet why must such a heart be gray and black?
Grown and weary
It’s hard to see the rainbow of your childlike self
It’s still there though
It’s always been there
Trying so hard to see color
Eyes full of black and gray nights
You stare at those by your side
God
And another one
Close to your heart
Is it Daddy?
Or is it something even deeper
Deep in the depths of your mind
A lost thought?
Someone always there by the tree
Holy spirit?
Jesus?
Ocean waves
Staring back at quiet waters
I see you now
You’re the one named “Longing”

By Brianna Lynn Cook (Written June 6, 2017)


I once had a dream and in that dream there was a tree.  The tree in my dream left such an impact on me that I decided to draw what I had seen.  This is my daughter’s interpretation of the tree from my dream.  Remarkably, her words were spot on and every time I read this, I get goosebumps.  My daughter has this amazing gift of seeing what others cannot.  And even though this interpretation means nothing to anyone else, it means the world to me that she could see it.  Only a young girl with the sweetest disposition and the purest of hearts could have such knowledge.  I am blessed to call her my daughter.

 

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The lonely one

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Thinking of you today
and I ask myself this…
How can anyone be lonely
when they have a million friends?
But I suppose it’s more than that
isn’t it?
It’s the foundation
the connectedness
the secret loyalties among confidences.
All these things matter
in order to gauge the true value of a friend.
And sadly
without the right combination
our state of loneliness
is never very far away.

© 2020 Michelle Cook


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Rediscovering you…

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When I read your words
All those wonderfully inspired words
A sense of longing and desire
Pulls me straight to you

As hard as I sometimes try
I can never deny your existence
Your words they come alive
Because you live in every one

© 2020 Michelle Cook


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The Dream

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Once lost on the cusp
of a whisper in time,
is now something cultivated,
formed and fashioned.

Evidence composed
of a sacred memory.

Sprinkled with the essence
of a divine creator.

Recorded as proof
that our existence
has never been limited
to the meager
constraints of this world.

But instead,
“The Dream,”
that wonderful, beautiful dream,
goes far beyond…

Far beyond anything
we could ever imagine.

© 2020 Michelle Cook


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Words just for you

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I struggle for words
Just for you
Any old word
Just won’t do

Words for you
Need to be more
Something that’s never
Been said before

Each word must convey
All that you are
And be perfected
Beyond subpar

So this is my dilemma
And my minds a mess
Trying to find the right words
I want to express

But that’s how much
You mean to me
And now you can see
My quandary

© 2019 Michelle Cook


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Lost under the bluest of skies

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I remain lost
Under the bluest of skies
Nobody, not one
Sees the hurt in my eyes

I am not free
To be who I choose
No matter what I do
I always seem to lose

I once thought
That love was real
But the longer I live
The less that I feel

And the truth is
I’ve never belonged
This is how It’s been
My whole life long

© 2019 Michelle Cook


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Destiny

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Tragic are the days
Without a hand to hold
When love is miles away
And nights are forever cold

And as those days turn into years
Futility becomes our only lover
The heart begins to lose
Any chance to rediscover

We spend our remaining years
Sad and all alone
Without another person
To call our very own

And we regret the time
We wasted in between
It’s too bad our destiny
Remained unforeseen

© 2019 Michelle Cook

All because of you

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If love can conquer all
Than I am a victor in your arms
And not even the plagues of the world
Can touch the light in my soul

For you have enabled me to shine
During the darkest most dismal days
Illuminating my way
Even when I could not

There were a myriad of times
When I walked through shadowed realms
And you were there
To help guide my way

You never left me alone on that arduous path
Embracing me daily
Your outstretched arms ever ready
Never faltering to motion me in

And every bend in the road
Was a heartwarming gift
Because you were there
Loving me as only you can

And now I am beholden to you
My love, my life
The one who nurtures
Every part of my being

What was once before me
Has dissipated at my feet
And it’s all because
You remained by my side

© 2019 Michelle Cook

Fantasy girl

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I see the way you look at me
With lust in your eyes
No real love to be found there
Underneath your disguise

And I’m tired of being the girl
Who says she doesn’t care
When nobody ever sees her
As if she’s really there

I can fulfill all your fantasies
But my true worth you’ll never see
As long as you keep looking
At the outside of me

© 2019 Michelle Cook


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Endurance…

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Once again
She gulps down the pain
Forcing back the tears
Trying to refrain

Because love is worth
A river of tears
Especially if you overcome
All those miserable years

She knows she must stay strong
And not give in to defeat
Because she loses so much
When she decides to retreat

And with fresh determination
She’ll face each new day
Overflowing with fortitude
She’ll never go astray

© 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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