Far away
In the depths of slumber
You reach for me
And pull me under
Across the miles
Past the deepest of seas
Nothing could ever
Keep you from me
For even in dreams
I am still there
While the rest of the world
Remains unaware
This is the wonder
Of love at its core
And there will never be another
That I want more
© 2020 Michelle Cook
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I’m thinking about people today,
some of the ones I know
and some I don’t.
And I wonder why there are some,
who never seem to respond,
while others are just so willing
to give everything.
I have days when I can’t speak
because I feel like everything
will just come out wrong.
Do you ever have days like that?
Sometimes I just want
to be alone with my thoughts.
People take a lot out of me,
I often feel their emotions
weighing me down.
© 2019 Michelle Cook
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Here in the quiet
I find myself missing you
I feel the weight of your absence
Heavy on my heart
But it’s in these moments
That I begin to discover
The true wonder
Of all that you are
© 2019 Michelle Cook
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Been caught up
in an expeditious experiment
A plethora of knowledge
And facts
These things whirl around me
Senseless things
Meaningless and trivial
Things I do not wish to know
And I struggle with mediocrity
Without the faintest idea
Of why any of this is important
Always falling short of my peers
This newfound lingo
Is just so discombobulating
Piercing my young flesh
With worthless
Uncreative filth
Feels like rubbish
Perpetually seeping in
Corrupting my right brain
Controlling my left
All nonsensical rigmarole
Yet fundamental to my worth
And I can’t see past
all these rudimentary devices
So what does that mean?
Am I somehow less brilliant
Because of my perception
of these uncertain
edifying truths?
Maybe my rationale is slanted
But I happen to think
I’m still somebody pretty great
And I may not ever be a superhero
Or even get a gold star
planted on my chest
But I’m me
and that’s pretty remarkable
I’m amazing! I really am!
© 2019 Michelle Cook
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*Inspired by a little bird named Auti. 😉
Wafts of wintry splendor
roll across my shoes.
Tickling the tip of my nose
anything to amuse.
I giggle at the exchange
between the natural world and me.
Nothing can ever cheer me up
like the earth and all the wonder I see.
© 2019 Michelle Cook
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