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Memories of Michelle

An Evolving Poetry Collection

By : Jeff Hood 

 

35 trips, 13 countries , Three and a half years of what will always be something more beautiful than words is one way to describe my relationship with Michelle. She fell in love with the words she read, and in the end the words I spoke drove her away. So maybe we have to come full circle. Just because something ends doesn't mean it's over. I hope someone else reads these poems one day and finds inspiration or hope.  I love you Michelle  

Hanoi and then some..

I remember Hanoi bustling and beautiful 

And the sounds of Tokyo that were so soft and serene 

That moment she kissed me in Bali that still feels like a dream 

A market in Kyoto, a meal a Spain 

That one very long walk in the Japanese rain 

Each and every moment carved into my brain 

I am unable to forget and that is exactly what keeps me sane

And with all this regret and shame.

These beautiful memories do very little to numb the pain.

Thrasher

Sundays at thrasher were always the same

Me and you living next door to the Hollywood fame

Puzzles and memories of foreign places 

Kisses in the darkness and those little alien faces 

I could live a thousand times and never replace those memories in my mind 

Will you be you

My mind is always trying to make sense of things it can't. Does it even matter if it does? How did it end, why did I leave. What made me cross over the edge into what it is now. Will I ever find my way back. And if I do will you even be you. Or did I do something so tragic that I lost you forever. The curse of my mind is that it's an endless machine winding at all times. 

 

Fuji 

 

How far we traveled just to reach the sun 

The top of a mountain I never thought could be done 

You held my hand through every street 

Looked at me softly when I stumbled on my feet 

Fuji became our place where peace was created in a name 

And it lives on my body now as a reminder of the pain

 

 

KTOWN 

 

Outside on the street I could hear the city shuffling its feet

Loud cars and crazy sounds 

The never ending soundtrack of Ktown 

Hope outside my window 

And love inside my room 

But I always felt alone 

Except when Fuji and I would wait for you to come home

Kitchen talk 

 

Wine on your lips, tears in your eyes

Was it a first date to remember 

Or just a really long goodbye 

Everyone tells me to move on

But I love you

Why can't I forget you 

Because I don't want to

Long Noodle 

 

Long noodle long life 

Cold dishes and bright lights 

Hand pays and chop chop 

Saturdays in the mini without the top 

Long walks 

Short hikes 

That one endless ride on those fucking beach bikes 

Our life was my favorite song 

And it lives on repeat now that your gone

Meet me there 

I would trade the world to hold your hand one more time

I would give everything up to just make you mine 

I cannot let go of what never was 

I cannot forget what never will be 

The memories of hope are what haunt me

Please come back to the place we began 

Meet me on the street lets create a new plan 

Where dreams finally come true 

And in the end there is only me and you

Back home to you

Vegas glows, but feels so cold,
without your warmth, I’ve lost my hold.
You’re in LA where mornings shine,
but here the nights are just me alone in my mind

I built this wall, I made it tall,
a canyon formed, I let it fall.
Do you still hear my voice at night,
or feel my shadow in the light?

I’ll cross the dark, I’ll brave the fight,
to reach your heart, to make it right.
No glow compares, no city view—
I want to find my way back home to you.

Goodbye

This pain never leaves

It never ends 

The fear never fades

It will never subside   

I only have this regret 

Of this lonely endless long goodbye

The Shadow’s Echo


A flicker of light,
slipping away
to the depths of the night.

The silence grows heavy,
a burden to bear,
words left unsaid
just hang in the air.

They fade like a whisper,
once steady and bold,
swallowed by indifference,
now lifeless and cold.

Michelle 

She was what was always missing 

I see only forever in her eyes 

Hear only hope in her words 

The purest form of perfection created from thin air 

Like finding magic in a world where there is none anywhere 

It was as simple as saying yes to meeting for coffee on a beverly hills street 

To having that first kiss after waiting so long to meet 

Magic for me is being under your spell 

It's a simple a saying the words I love you Michelle 

How flawed of a man I once was 

Till I found you to show me who i truly could be 

And each time you read this I want you to remember how much you mean to me 

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