
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

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

When I think about my life
And don’t focus on mankind
I feel such a positive feeling
As I leave the world behind
And I think about the beauty
The things that God has made
And when I give my worries to him
I’m left feeling unafraid
I wish my mind would dwell more
In the places where he resides
For I know I feel most comforted
When he’s standing by my side
But I get lost to a world
Full of rejection and despair
And so I try to fit in
Which doesn’t get me anywhere
But today is a new day
A chance to try again
And maybe this time
I’ll just give everything to him
© 2019 Michelle Cook

Sleepyhead
Time for bed
Can’t sleep
Counting sheep
Nothing works
Body jerks
Warm milk
Soothing as silk
Back to bed
Body’s dead
Pillows lumpy
Mattress bumpy
Sheets bunched
Time’s crunched
Gotta sleep
Before the beep
Not gonna happen
Spirits dampen
Melatonin maybe
To sleep like a baby
Ahhh that’s it
Sandman’s bit
Dreamland awaits
Mind debates
Sleep at last
Wow that was fast!
© 2019 Michelle Cook
Photo credit: WikiArt – https://www.wikiart.org/en/rembrandt/hendrickje-sleeping#!#filter:none

Words cannot express
Everything you are
I’ve loved you forever
Even from afar
And on those days
That are cold and bleak
It’s you that I miss
You’re the one I seek
I cannot deny
The things I feel
It’s you that I love
These emotions are real
You’ll always be there
Concealed in my heart
The place where we never
Have to be apart
© 2019 Michelle Cook

He was the grantor
Of wishes
And the bearer
Of love
He was the giver
Of affection
And the maker
Of dreams
He was the bestower
Of kindness
And the producer
Of happiness
But most of all
He was the keeper
Of her heart
© 2019 Michelle Cook
For a month of writing prompts, click here; The keeper of her heart