Swirling sands
And shifting tides
Dispelling the grains
Of ordinary matter
No real answers
As the waves flux
Just more questions
While time escapes
© 2019 Michelle Cook
truth
A clump of bitter thoughts
A clump of bitter thoughts
Courses through my mind
If only I could strangle my emotions
And leave the world behind
But my rage is in full bloom
Bursting with savage, ugly truths
And if it wasn’t so damn hot
I’d shout my anguish from the roofs
And there’s also a pile of ash
Circling round my head
I can never seem to catch it
And it’s something that I dread
So adding to my frustration
I’m dealing with all of that too
And I wonder how does one cross-over
When they can never see their way thru
© 2019 Michelle Cook
For a month of writing prompts, click here; Misaligned and malevolent
Take these dreams…
Take these dreams
Which once were mine
And fashion them with
A new design
Turn them into something
Believable and strong
So that I might finally
Move along
I’m so tired of wishing
For things that can’t be
Open up my eyes
And help me see
A dose of reality
Is what I need
If ever I hope
To succeed
© 2019 Michelle Cook
Dissolving thoughts
A thought
An ember
Long gone
Before I remember
A memory
A curse
Inside my head
It only gets worse
A fantasy
A desire
Images racing
About to expire
An epiphany
The truth
Those memories
Weren’t waterproof
© 2019 Michelle Cook
Faith
Plainly put
She needs more
Not the pot of gold
At the end of the rainbow
But instead, that bit of light
The one beckoning her
From the end of the tunnel
She walks cautiously
Uncertain of where to step
For the ground is uneven
And the rocks are jagged
Does she dare continue?
That tiny bit of light
Seems awfully far away
She sighs…
It’s likely just a mirage
© 2019 Michelle Cook
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