Month: May 2016

Poetry

The one who destroys men!

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She is so flawless that it’s like a landslide of beauty from her hair to her neck and ending at her waist.

You were moonstruck by her looks, that she melted your torch in one look and you become so helpless. And it was so sad to see you fall apart with one look you were a goner my friend.

And like the damask design of her beautiful summer dress, she tore you apart and put your heart in the vignette design of her journal with the other broken men.

She destroyed  everywhere she went, she left mothers crying for the sons they used to have but now only thing they have left is an empty shell of what their sons used to be.

No man or boy is safe from her evil ways, even when you think you’re safe.

She will show up and grab you by the face and like piece of dust she will blow away the

man you used to be and left in your place will be a wide-eyed man with a hole in his chest is where your heart melted away.

The amount of men she goes through on her journey of destruction should be a metaphor for every poisons snake is the same no matter how beautiful it is on the outside.

The bite will always kill you and melt your soul away.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Wordle-110-May-23rd-2016 word challenge

 

Poetry

Phases!

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 We all go through phases in our lifetime

like the phase of being a child and how we

didn’t have much to worry about, beside playing

with toys and watching cartoons.

Now the phases we go through are a lot more difficult or

soul-searching.

But every phase we go through we always come out on the

other side with new hope and things to look forward to.

Some phases we heal from quickly but others leave behind

a wound that may take sometime to heal, and you may be into

your next phase by then.

But we must keep hope and trust that we can get through each

phase as long as we don’t ever give up.

For nothing in life is received without a little struggle along the way

so lets all show these phases whose boss.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Daily Prompt: Phases

 

 

 

 

 

#MayBook Prompt

The Solitude

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That felt like a hundred years had gone by

Since she last talked to anyone or spent time

with them.

She had gotten lost in her books and music and

When she looked up, so much time had gone by

That she couldn’t believe her eyes on the person.

In the mirror, looking back at her was the same girl

Since last month, time away has aged her, and not

In an effective way.

All the solitude she had wanted, hadn’t been what

She needed, and it was time to go back to society and, face

The reality she’s hiding from.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

For the #May Book Prompts-A Hundred Years Of Solitude

Poetry

Dreams

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We all have dreams when we go to sleep at night

Sometimes were present during the dreams.

Other times we just wake up nicely refreshed from

A good night of sleep.

But not all dreams happen when your sleeping, some

Dreams are things you dreamed of as a child.

Your dream to become a writer, a dancer, a teacher etc.

There’s no one that can stop you from completing this dream

But you and,that’s only once you’ve failed miserably  and decide you’re done.

Or maybe your dream changes and,you fall back into love with a hobby you

Didn’t think would turn your life around for good.

Sometimes dreams can surprise you and, show you who you really are.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Daily Prompt: Dream

 

 

 

#MayBook Prompt

My Heart

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Is alone when it’s hunting

For anything that will make it

Beat fast again.

I know the time will come

But for now I will hunt alone.

And maybe one day the hunt

Will become a chase that last a lifetime

Of my heart beating to the same beat as yours

Whoever you are.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

For the # May Book Prompts-The Heart Is A Lonely  Hunter

#MayBook Prompt

The bag was full

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And then there was nothing left,

his hand reaches in searching for more.

But comes up empty and he can’t believe

he ate them all.

Just twenty chips, the serving size for one and

yet he ate them all in one serving and hadn’t seen

it coming.

With nothing left to eat he was still starving for something

to full him up.

But nothing seem to come of these empty calories and, so he had

no solution to his problem.

But to find something that would turn his nothing into something

worth eating.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

For the #May Book Prompts-And Then There Were None

Poetry

Caught up in the Moment!

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Your eyes are close as you sing from your heart and soul

and, I can’t seem to focus on anything else.

As the beautiful melody flows out of your mouth

and I’m in wonder, how such a beautiful voice can out shine it all.

It makes me wish for a moment that I could sound so pure and electrifying all at once,

I wonder if you feel everything bubble up inside of you as you release it all.

Your  troubles of the week, month, lifetime and when your done there is nothing left

but, the feeling of you letting it all go and now the heavy weight that was on your shoulder is gone for good.

Being able to sing with all of you on the line is one of my favorite things to witness or listen to.

Just knowing I’m able to feel the connection of what you felt that day, that moment is forever amazing to me.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Daily Prompt: Sing

Poetry

These Four Walls to me!

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Photo Courtesy of Laura

 

I’ve slept inside these four walls most of my life

And yes they bring comfort but, sometimes behind

Them nightmares come along and shake me to my core.

One day this place won‘t be my home, but I hope what I

Become behind these four walls will still mean something to me.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

 

Free Flow Fridays-These-four-walls

 

 

#MayBook Prompt

Water&Chocolate is what I need!

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When I’m thirsty water is all  I need

But when I want something sweet, I crave

Chocolate and not just any kind for I  want it all.

But, I know too much chocolate isn’t always

A good thing  and I don’t like every type of chocolate

like dark chocolate just too bitter for me.

But I like milk chocolate, white chocolate.

And like water the chocolate melts down my throat as I savior

each bite.

Like water chocolate is a fresh delicious thing to put in my body

and, I’m sure as a child if my mother said to like water for a piece of

chocolate.

I would drink every last drop of that water just to have a taste of that

chocolate,my sweet tooth craved for just in that moment I would be content.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

For the #May Book Prompts-Like Water For Chocolate

 

Poetry

Daily Prompt: Brick

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I stack the bricks one at a time as

I block your view from my life for good.

You don’t deserve to see the things that are

happening to me, for you never cared and I’m  moving on.

I don’t want to feel like I’m the one locked inside my own

life when I’m in control not you, the one with the brown eyes.

You used to watch me like a tiger watching its prey

waiting for a moment of weakness to overcome me and, then

you would prance and in the end.

It would take all that I have to get back up and fight for myself

again.

So I’m blocking you out and every brick that goes up the strength

that flows inside me grows until I’m fee and my wall is up for good.

But one day that wall will come down and when it does you will be gone

and, what is left of you I will blow away like dust.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Daily Prompt: Brick

#MayBook Prompt

The Shadow that follows me

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It was a windy day and as the sky got dark

All I  could see was shadows everywhere.

Shadows on the tall office buildings as I

walked past them as fast as my little legs could carry me.

But as I walked past them, they begun to pull towards me

Snaking cross the ground as fast as  they could go.

I didn’t know if I would make it to my apartment before

they got me, aren’t shadows suppose to be friendly?

Why are they following me and do I even want to find out

At this point ?

Probably not, as I swipe my card I’m in the building and I pull

The door closed just as the shadows  roll up.

When it didn’t come in I was relieved, for I was finally safe

As the shadows disappeared with a blink of my  eye I

Wonder if the wind was playing a trick on me and the shadows

Were just in my head?

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

For the # May Book Prompts-The Shadow Of The Wind

Poetry

Daily Prompt: Pensive

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I’m in a Pensive mood today, so deep in thought

that writing right now is hard for, I sit here trying to say

something well anything and I get distracted.

For one thought has me so focused on it that the

outside world keeps fading away and I find myself

surprised that an hour has gone by and, yet nothing is

on the page in front of me.

I shake my head and try to hurry up with something to say

before I go back into the cave of my thoughts, I could be in there

for days and maybe I won’t really mind.

This little get way inside my mind for just a day.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Daily Prompt: Pensive

Poetry

Daily Prompt: Flourish

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We all want to thrive in life, at things we feel were good at.

But something always gets in the way

rather it be your own insecurities or someone else bringing you down.

Maybe you’re letting the negative voice in your head

Tell you, you’re not good enough.

So maybe you start to care a little less about the goals

You set and, then one day you get inspired and everything

changes.

And you’re back on top again feeling the flourish of your lifetime

Brightening like never before and you have hope again.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Daily Prompt: Flourish

#MayBook Prompt

That night you were

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So patient and kind to me, you we’re earlier

I didn’t think I deserved the tendering touch.

You were giving me, for earlier I had been so cruel.

I yelled at you for forgetting something, I later discovered

I never told you to get.

For the text was never sent ,you should be mad out me for being

so upset when you won’t in the wrong.

But you just stood there looking so calm and, when I was done

you walked up to me and hugged me and said you’d go get it now.

You left and thirty minutes later you came back with the treat

I was craving and,you kissed me on the head and said everything will be okay.

I thanked you for going out and, said I was sorry for yelling for it was my fault you never got the text.

You said it’s okay and next time you will check in before coming home just in case I needed something on your way home.

And I realized that night just how lucky I am and,how crazy you’re to stick around and love me no matter what.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

For the #May Book Prompts-Tender Is The Night

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I stop to stare at you

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(This is a Fictional Story)

I didn’t think it would come to this but, here I am

looking out the window of a Café shop  we used to

go to.

Watching you sit outside on a bench in the park on such

a lovely day the sun is out and,the sky is a nice bright blue with fluffy clouds floating around.

And you’re lost in a book but,not just any book the book I brought you for your birthday

last month.

You know the month I found out you were sneaking around talking to another girl behind my back.

I know I should confront you and, make you pay for what you’ve done to me and my hopes that this time would be different with you.

But, instead I’m here watching you waiting for the moment when she will show up and, then all I have to do is run out and catch you in the act.

And,so I wait and I wait and what seems like minutes turn into hours and then when I’ve given up hope.

That she will show up what I see walking towards you isn’t a she at all but a he.

He sits down and you smile at him and you two talk and, then a little black box is exchanged between you too.

When he turns away from you, I realize his my brother and clearly you’re going to propose to me.

Now all I can do is stop and stare and, I realize Ash was short for Asher and not Ashley.

I want to run to my car and pretend this never happened but, when I look up again you’re gone and when I get ready to leave.

You’re standing right in front of me and you know what I thought and you know I’m ashamed.

But you don’t hold it against me, with a smile on your face you get down on one knee and you propose.

All I can do is stop and stare at the ring that represents our love and, slowly but surely say yes.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Free Flow Fridays with Laura the topic was-Stop-and-Stare