Poetry

Daily Prompt: Cranky

I don’t want to be cranky

but you brought it out of me.

That I had to take a long breath

or I would say or do something I shouldn’t.

I had to realize that my cranky mood didn’t have to be this way

and the only way I could escape this mood would leave it at the door.

And I had to forget this negative hold you had on me because it is ruining my

mood  the minute I see you and then it’s over when your gone but the energy that it takes out of me is not worth it in the end.

I rather just let you be cranky and smile and be happy about my life because sometimes I can’t change or help you if you don’t want to be happy yourself.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Daily Prompt: Cranky

Poetry

Words

are something I want to say to you

but the words are not here to stay.

Your so far way that sometimes the words

don’t seem to deliver right when they get to you.

It’s like playing a game of telephone and the message at

the end never is the same as the one that was told in the first place.

But. yet here I am still trying to make it last even though there is more silence than words spoken or written down.

I hope in the end things will be so much clearer if you maybe help complete a sentence or two.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

Daily Prompt: Measure

Am I worthy and is my worth measured by

the job I have

how much money I make

By my struggles in life

How many times I seem happy

Or how many times I seem sad.

How does one measure their worth or is it something

that is not measurable at all.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Daily Prompt: Measure

Poetry

Poison

Things were going  so well

until you felt a little threaten.

And everything that tasted so pure

was now poison  to the tongue.

You made the poison go straight to her heart and as the lights went out, you felt no regrets as the girl you  loved you once was gone.

You just felt the victory of the race you felt you won, because now no one could have her and the laugh and smartass mouth you loved so much.

Was cold to touch and as the recognition kicked in you because a puddle of sadness and you realize you didn’t just harm her and break her.

You broke yourself as well and no there was no going back, and you don’t want to go forward knowing it was all your fault.

So you accept the poison of you’re doing and you join your love and you realize then you had nothing to worry about for she was yours for the keeping.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

Daily Prompt: Timely

The timing was right as the warnings went off

in my head that day.

I didn’t pay attention to the danger that was coming my way

for I didn’t think anything bad would happen when my luck has been up lately.

But, the sunny day soon turned into a cloudy day and the rain poured so hard.

One second I’m walking on a beautiful day and the next I’m running in the storm that I didn’t see coming.

I’m soaking wet and I just can’t seem to get to the house and I know standing under this tree will do me no good.

I stand there and send up a prayer hoping the storm would break and I can get inside and be safe.

And, then a miracle happens the storm just goes away and the sun comes back out and I run home.

To dry off and I’m thankful that God’s timing always seems to come at the right time in my life.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Daily Prompt: Timely

Poetry

Daily Prompt: Pleased

I’m satisfied with the outcomes of my life

right now.

For one bad day usually leads to a good one

I learn at least one new thing daily from other people life experiences.

The joys of the little things do get me through the day or week, can’t

think too much about the things that just don’t work out.

For I rather move on and be satisfied with the lessons I’ve learned, for I really don’t have time to hold anything against anyone.

And I rather use my energy trying to do something good for myself and others than be evil about the things that just need to be swept under the rag.

And forgotten.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Daily Prompt: Pleased

Poetry

No time to looking back

anymore for I have new hope that this will workout

for me in the end.

When the sun is shining brightly from the beginning and the peaceful feeling is washing over me today.

I know that things will look and be good for me and those around me.

I don’t have time to look back at the things I missed out on or the things in the present that are not apart of my life.

I live for the now and if you’re not apart of my present than that’s on you not me and I smile knowing that I made the best out of what I had.

And the possibilities are just starting and future holds so much for me but I’m going to focus on the present and light up everything that comes my way.

Because, this year is the battle of a lifetime and I won’t stop fighting.

Even when my hope gets low, I will just rely on my faith to carry me through it no matter what.

For I don’t have time to look back when the most important things are right in front of me.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

Daily Prompt: Unravel

To untangle one’s self from the things that are better

left in the past.

Can be hard sometimes when you want to untangle yourself from the

sticky webs of a spider.

A spider that thinks your nothing more than a meal ticket and just doesn’t want to let you go.

You cut yourself out of the trip and run as fast as you can and if you are lucky enough you may just get away.

But, you will never forget that day and it will be a strong reminder that you can never turn your back on something that is dangerous from the beginning to the end.

 

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Daily Prompt: Unravel

Poetry

Daily Prompt: Blindly

I blindly gave you my heart and I couldn’t seem to focus

on anything but your smile and the way you looked at me.

I blindly trusted you with my heart, my secrets that day not

thinking for one second it would come back to bite me in the butt.

I just couldn’t seem to see past the great smile and the twinkle in your eye

when I walked into the room.

So blinded by the lies that I couldn’t see the truth even if it was right in front of me

The cloud that blinded me that day, still blinds you today as you just couldn’t accept that

I had to walk away that day.

To save what was left of me.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Daily Prompt: Blindly

Poetry

Drained

no energy left but I need to talk to you

even though my body is aching and there is no instant reaction.

For me to just go to sleep and just talk to you later.

Yet, I stay up and talk to you and as minutes turn into hours.

I get lost in you again and soon I’ve fallen sleep and the talk decreases to nothing.

As my breathing slows down and I go into a long sleep.

waking up knowing our conversation was cut short.

I wait awhile to talk to you but when I let you in I trust you with my secrets and my tale of my day.

So drained so many things are missed out on that I hope soon I can make time to make things right again.

But, maybe this time my energy won’t come back and I will be forever drained.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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