Poetry

My eyes

grow tired but yet I don’t want to stop reading the words right in front of me

and so I continue on.

Only to wake up not knowing what I was doing last for the exhaustion had  overpowered me.

As I drifted out of subconscious to conscious state of mind  it occurred to me that each dream I had been in was either exciting or something what confusing.

I didn’t know if I wanted to close my eyes and go back to sleep and end up in a dream that would leave me so conflicted.

However, I had no control over my dreams and in the end I just closed my eyes and let the soft music put me to sleep.

And hoped for the best, for I was tired of the nightmares and ready for a fun and in hopes find something I was looking for in my life.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

Daily Prompt: Criticize

What will it be today that you will judge me on?

My hair

My attitude

My laugh

The words coming out of my mouth or the lack of words.

What will I end up thinking may need to change in me or how about

I just not worry about the things that others may say because I know who I am and at this point in life I just don’t care so much about what other’s have to say when it’s in a negative way.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Daily Prompt: Criticize

Poetry

How

did I reach pass you and let you slip away

under the cold water your body went.

I thought you could hold on as I got out someone else

that needed help too but with only me to choose from.

I feel like how could I have done this differently that it would end up

with you being around and not freezing.

The answer I don’t know but then someone else reached for you and now you are safe.

But, you won’t look at me for I didn’t choose you and in the end that day changed everything for me.

I wonder where you are and what you are doing now, as you have grown up and that memory probably far from your mind.

But, for me it haunts me almost every night and no matter how I try I can’t find a way to fix the outcome of that day.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

Daily Prompt: Heard

I swear I heard your voice from cross the room

It almost sounded like you had called my name

and it sounded so sweet.

Your voice was so deep and smooth it sounded like heaven to my ears

but as I looked around you were no where insight and I tried to hide the disappointment in my eyes.

But the feeling had already settled inside of me as much as I missed hearing your voice, I knew that it would be a long time until I hear it again.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Daily Prompt: Heard

Poetry

Quiet

I am

Sometimes I don’t have much to say.

In silence I stand watching the world around me.

Not much to say as I disappear into my mind and think before I say something.

But, at the same time I like the quite moments when no one is making a sound.

And all is quiet

As if everyone is sleeping and I’m up just enjoying the world for what it is.

The moon shining down on me as the noise of the world start to fade as we all become so tired that our eyes can’t bare to stay open for another moment.

So quite it is as the music plays in my ears and nothing outside or around me can be heard and, I’m at peace and I’m at home.

With no care in the world I welcome the quite moments and, fade into the world where no ones else voice is heard.

For just a moment I find the missing pieces of who I am and, I thank the quite for granted me the truth I need to see.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

Daily Prompt: Tremble

I stand up in front of the crowd of people

and my body trembles.

And the nervousness became so intense, and with every word, my voice shook.

But I continue because facing my fear will improve if I acknowledge it.

However, sometimes it feels like I overcome this fear only for it

to come back and start trembling all over again.

When will it end or become nothing but something in my past?

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2017 By Deirdre Stoke

Daily Prompt: Tremble

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Daily Prompt: Lovingly

The way she spoke of you was so full of love

I was a little afraid she would just burst.

She didn’t even bat an eye lash when other guys

tried to hit her, when you walked away for a drink at the bar.

You didn’t even knowledge other people around you unless spoken too

You told me how you met and you couldn’t stop looking back at her with a smile on your face.

You said that the word love just didn’t seem enough to express the way you felt for her.

But you knew the moment you got back to her on the dance floor your world would be complete and nothing in the world would matter as long as your with her.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Daily Prompt: Lovingly

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Daily Prompt: Craft

Craft something I want to learn

like how to make a hat or scarf.

Or an art craft of a collage painting or just

random pictures.

Craft something I want to do but never

seem to have the time to do it.

Maybe one day I’ll do something on my list

of what I want to create.

But, today all I want to do is relax and sit back and let

others do something for a change.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Daily Prompt: Craft

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Daily Prompt:Recognize

I recognized you by your smile

one that haunts me in my dreams.

I thought I’d never see you again and

then there you were standing with a group of friends.

Laughing and smiling like you had no care in the world

and then as if you sensed someone watching you, you turned my way

and at first I thought you wouldn’t recognize me.

But then you smiled and you waved at me and then you turned around and said something

to your friends and then begun to walk my way and it felt like I was glued to that spot.

As you got closer all I could think of was would it feel like were strangers to one another or would we fall back into the friendliness we have always had.

And then you hugged me and I felt my body and soul relax as you recognized me and you still knew what I needed when I couldn’t even admit it to myself.

That day I found a part of myself I didn’t even know had been missing and that smile doesn’t haunt me anymore as I see it light up just for me every day now.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Daily Prompt: Recognize

Poetry

How did I

Get here when everything

seemed so much brighter

On the other side.

I didn’t see it coming

the smoke was so thick

once it surrounded me.

The person I used to be

became so small that you

couldn’t find me in the

bite size of dust all around me.

I was lost and my only hope would

be that someone would find me and

bring me back.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

Daily Prompt: Overwhelming

Having this overwhelming feeling growing inside of me as

the stress builds up and I try to become more than one person.

Trying to move fast as light without being see is highly unlikely

but I am only human and I want to do my best when it comes to life.

But being overwhelmed is no fun or a game, it takes a lot out someone and it may take days to get over it.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Daily Prompt: Overwhelming

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Daily Prompt: Clean

Come clean and tell me how you really feel

or how there is so much going on that you feel your brain would explode.

Let in the world and come clean with the things that may be bothering you for one day it may be too late to tell someone the truth.

You can say it all and maybe one day you will listen but, don’t think for a minute I won’t stop and just sit down and listen to you.

Let it all out until there’s nothing left and you feel like your mind is clean and refreshed to point of feeling like everything before wasn’t as bad as before.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Daily Prompt: Clean

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Daily Prompt: Resist

I sometimes have to resist from saying the words I really want to say.

Even though I know it’s what you need to hear.

But, I bite my tongue and move on and hopefully  you will figure out yourself.

However, sometimes resisting something is hard.

And patience really comes in handed when trying to resist certain things in the world.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Daily Prompt:Resist