Month: August 2016

Poetry

Daily Prompt: Fierce

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People called her fierce because she knew what she wanted

and maybe she was little aggressive sometimes but she always wanted things done on her time and her way.

She wouldn’t allow others to get in her way for she knew she was capable of doing many things.

She was strong mentally and physically and always tried to help out when she could, she never felt she was too intense towards anyone.

She didn’t back down when she felt someone was coming at her for being who she was meant to be.

She knew there were better things out there for her and she took the risk when she could.

Never stopping once to wonder what others thought of her and for that she will always be fierce and unstoppable.

For nothing will ever be big enough to stand in her way and truly withstand her strength and will of getting what she wants in the end.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Daily Prompt:Fierce

 

 

Poetry

Wordle #248

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I climbed the hills to hide away from it all

To close off the noise that left the scars that still burn so strong.

It’s like the fire that never seems to burn out

And so the light flickers on and on.

The prophet had a vision that predicted the naked truth that my sins would need to be forgiven before I could come out of this all no longer unholy but pure again.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Wordle #248

Poetry

Daily Prompt: Vice

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I stood there watching you struggle with your biggest weakness.

And I so badly wanted to reach out and help you conquer this problem so your life could be so much better.

But, you pushed me away as this habit became more important to you than I did.

Your days were dark and lonely and helpless but you didn’t know how to fight this thing now that you were alone.

I wanted so bad to run to you and help you fight it but your words so angry and scary stopped me every time.

Soon the day came and there was nothing I could do but stand over your grave and cry that your weakness had  won and now I had to let you go.

But, I will always remember you my friend.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/vice/

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Poetry

Daily Prompt: Expert

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You were the expert at almost everything and you loved it.

For everyone was always coming to see you for answers and, once they got it they would soon leave.

But, you soon realize knowing everything isn’t as fun when you’re alone.

No one stays to talk to you or even ask how you are or how have you been.

It’s just I need to know the answer to this or that and I need it now.

You start to wonder if you weren’t the expert of it all, would they  want to be your friend.

So you stop giving answers and some leave to find someone else to give them knowledge.

But, to your surprise some stay and you give them advice and friendship.

You lived on spreading your knowledge and now that  you knew your worth.

It helped you live on knowing who was there for you and who was there for your knowledge.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/expert/

Every Friday Writting Prompts:Free Writing timer, Poetry

I can’t look

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One eye open one eye shut as the scary part of the movie begins.

The scary sounds are so loud that you jump when something happens.

As you build up the courage to look with your hands still covering your face just in case something frightening happens again.

In the darkness of the movie theater no one sees you so afraid and you relax as the guy runs away from the evil cruel woman.

As the movie plays on you begin  to think what if that could happen  in real life and you start to not want to sleep for you fear it will get you.

So you sleep with one eye open and one eye closed and hope you can get through the night without the things on the movie scene haunting you.

But, that doesn’t workout and you fall asleep with both eyes close and nothing happens but a good might of sleep.

For some movies don’t all become true.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Free Flow Fridays: One-eye-open-eye-shut

Poetry

Daily Prompt: Cheat

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Why did he cheat

Why did she cheat

Why do they keep making the same mistakes with these people who have no desire to feel bad like you do when your caught and a relationship is ruined.

If you wanted it to end, why not just say the words its over I’m sorry but instead you shove some girl in my face or some guy in his face.

So in the end the fire is burning bright and that favorite shirt is burning and all the photos of you and him are broken.

As he screams in pain

As she screams in pain

No one was left not broken that day and yet you’re begging for forgiveness and for her to take you back.

And she says she will forgive you but she wants noting more but to forget you and move on.

And over the next months she slowly begins to rebuild and the memories of you cheating are fading and she or him can smile again.

For you cheated yourself out of a friend or the feeling of living without the guilt that haunts you for her sad face is forever scarred into your memory of that day.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Daily Prompt: Cheat

 

 

Poetry

Daily Prompt: Mistake

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I want to say it was a mistake the night the stars twinkled in the night sky

and your smile shined so bright.

The night we stayed up so late that I was so tired the next day, the time I got

to spend with you was worth a thousands nights of bad sleep.

We talked about everything and connected on so much it seemed like the time spent apart was all worth it for this moment.

How could I say this was a mistake because I’m so tired that my eyes can’t stay open for one more moment.

I would be a fool to say the loss sleep was more important than spending time with you and, to tell you the truth I’d do it all over again.

Sometimes  the word mistake isn’t needed because you were happy to spend that time doing what you love or spending it  with someone you care about and in the end the memory of the moment will live on.

Whether your still friends are not.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Daily Prompt: Mistake

Every Friday Writting Prompts:Free Writing timer, Poetry

Being invisible

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is just another day for me

no one looks at me.

No one calls or text

I float though life-like a ghost.

I smile at you and you look right through me

and the moment of finally getting noticed is over.

I try to stand so tall and strong as everyone pushes past me

and when they bump into me they have this look of surprise on their face

like touching me is the only way they see me standing or walking there.

I say sorry because maybe it was my fault too and they just blinked and walked on.

How did I become so invisible that no one seems to see me or maybe they don’t want to and so I wonder what is so unworthy of me that  I just became invisible to them all.

It’s like one day I was there surrounded by many and apart of the crowd now I’m surrounded by many and every single person ignores me that I’m there and, so I am the girl in a visible world but invisible to them all with no hope of reappearing again.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Free Flow Friday: Invisible

Poetry

Daily Prompt: Witness

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  As I stood there witnessing  you talking nasty about someone you knew.

I started to see how catty you were and how I didn’t want to be like that so I stopped gossiping about the things that were not my business.

Or I let what you thought of others be your view and not get involved with the mess you were digging yourself into by spreading the ugly truth or lies.

To stand back and realize that no matter where you go things will still seem like high school and the gossip was just on a nastier level.

To witness someone being mean about someone else, made me start to lose my trust in them.

For they were probably saying things about me as well and here I am being honest and trusting only to witness it all happening to me.

If only I could go back and stop you when I had a chance and maybe just maybe I wouldn’t have to witness the cruelty of your words being thrown at me.

When will we stop witnessing the crime of gossip and put a stop to it?

I can only hope tomorrow I won’t be a witness anymore.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Daily Prompt: Witness

Poetry

Daily Prompt:Obvious

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It was obvious today was going to be a long day

That would be full of hard work and no time for breaks.

As I ran around like a dog chasing his favorite toy, energy that was inside of me slowly faded until I couldn’t tell you what was going on.

The day slowly faded so fast in front of me, and darkness was all I saw when I finally slowed and looked at the night in front of me.

The moon shining so brightly made it obviously clear that even though I got a lot done that day.

I didn’t really get to live in the moment and just breath in the relief when everything worked out.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/obvious/

Poetry

How could

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I not see the signs in front of me

as everything went to red.

Flashing red, rage red was all I could see

that day even when the shock had worn off.

I didn’t want to act without thinking but your words stung so deeply that my body went into defense mood.

Making it hard to stop me as my mouth opened up and made the words you said seem so weak and pointless.

But, before I could ruin you with my words the rage inside me faded as forgiveness heated up inside me.

And I realize it’s time to let go because the cycle we keep going on isn’t getting any better.

The signs are clear now and red flags are waving and I’m waving my white flag as I disappear over the hill of realization.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Daily Prompt: Miniature

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To look at something that is miniature is to appreciate the smaller things in life.

The things that sometimes go unnoticed because we’re too busy worrying about the big things.

The things that are so beautiful we have to slow down and, truly open up our eyes to notice the truth.

The truth makes it easier  to breath through the things that seem too big to look past. 

Maybe a small seed of hope is all we need to look for in order to really appreciate and,survive anything that comes our way.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes 

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/miniature/

Poetry

What love will be like in 100 years?

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Could you imagine being together for 100 years, if only we lived long enough.

I would hope that it would delight us to still see each other every day and moment.

We would always look back on the times that were so great and treasure you and remember the moments of sadness. When he healed from past hire and I knowledge 

But, wait what if once we got to 90 years together that the last ten bringing us closer to 100 Would heal our weak bones? 

And we would feel so young together again and maybe then we could bear through the greatest love of a lifetime.

100 years together would be maybe too long, but only time would tell if it would all workout. 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes 

Poetry

Daily Prompt:Learning

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So much to learn

where to start.

Sometimes there is not enough time to learn it all.

Learning can be fun until you don’t find it interesting anymore.

But, life surprises you when you learn something new everyday and you didn’t expect it.

To be so great and so amazing for learning isn’t so bad after all the stress you went through in school.

Now learning can be a hobby and no timeline is needed.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/learning/

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Daily Prompt:Fifty

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Fifty things I want to do

fifty things I could say to you.

Fifty poems I could write out soon

And maybe one or two will be about you.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/fifty/