Poetry

Your

going places and life isn’t slowing down for you just to enjoy the little moments in life.

You blink and what felt like a minute really was an hour and soon your day is almost over and you just wanted to breathe and not be stressed out for a minute.

But, life is pulling you in so many directions that you don’t have time to relax let alone do what you need to do before it’s dark out.

You want to slow down but you have become more than what you were before and so many people now count on you more.

The little responsibilities you had before are now like a tower and every time you get it low it rises back up.

You want to be back in the moment when you didn’t have so much on your plate but the past is the past.

And now you have to try to make the things of the present work out for you or you will continue to stumble around.

Now is your time to claim what you were always meant to do and not let it go, no matter how stressful it gets don’t let those things break you.

You turn them around so they give you strength and it favors you in the end results.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

Daily Prompt: Memorize

She memorize the last text you sent her by heart before she deleted you from her phone

you chose the coward way out when it came to saying good-bye to her.

She moved on but seeing your face a couple of weeks later, the look on your face was pure fear as you didn’t know how she would react to seeing you again.

But, she held her head up high and smiled at her new guy next to her and walked right past you as if the last two years of dealing with you never existed at all.

She said a polite hi to your best friend before disappearing around the corner like a ghost from your past.

She had long forgotten the words that broke her heart and now remembered all the new moments she was making as she started dating other guys and she now knew what she was looking for.

And now knew the signs that would lead her down a path better not taken at all for the risk is not worth it in the end.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Daily Prompt: Memorize

Poetry

Daily Prompt: Enamored

He was enchanted by her beauty

that he didn’t see the red flags that were flashing in front of his eyes.

Until it was too late and her enchanted beauty melted away and her beauty was nowhere to be found.

She was as nasty as her attitude and even though she was not ugly

the way she treated everyone made everyone see her as a nasty mean-spirited woman.

At first they couldn’t believe their eyes that she was with him and that he truly seemed to like her and thought she treated everyone with some respect.

But, when the spell that had him enchanted and gotten himself involved with.

It was like waking up from a nightmare and realizing it wasn’t just a dream but reality all along.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

Doing what I love to do

100 Word Wednesday: Week 34

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As my fingers pluck the right strings on my favorite guitar and I begin to play and sing for the crowd.

I know that I’m in the right place at the right time and this show is going to be another great night for me.

As I get into the show and I become even more worked up by the energy the crowd is giving me as they sing along to my songs.

I have flashbacks to the moments when the crowd was so small and most of my guest were family and friends and a couple of drunks dancing along in the background.

I know now with a crowd going all way around the corner and that way before the show starts, I just can’t imagine what it looks like when it gets closer to when the doors open.

But, I love what I do and I won’t trade it in for anything in the world.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Doing what I love to do!

Poetry

Moving on

seems like the only thing I can do as my life seems  to be dying here.

Like grass with no hope of rain to come, I’m drying up and turning to a shade of lifelessness.

And before I go I wanted to know wherever I go I will finally have found the peace that I needed so bad.

Somethings are best left alone and forgotten when it’s nothing but toxic washing through something that used be so healthy.

The fight is strong as I navigate down these roads away from the things that have burned me so badly.

I don’t think I’ll ever look back and wonder about the things that could have been because my time is up and I’ve moved on to something else.

I know that this path I am on is leading me away from the things that used to trap be and have me wanting things I don’t really need.

I am not there anymore and maybe one day you will understand the choses I had to make just to make it out of this place alive and healthy.

Sometimes the light that guided me was doom because of my own doubts but, after last night I’m so ready to move on.

The car is packed to its limit and I’m two seconds away from jumping in and once I hit that said that says come back and visit again.

I will be able to truly breathe and no I won’t be coming back to visit for this ride is not short-term but long-term and even if I come back it won’t be to stay.

For the place I call home was never here to begin with.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

Daily Prompt: Rhyme

A  lot of people like to rhyme and find the right word that rhymes good with

what they are trying to get across.

I don’t rhyme or try to rhyme just because as I write it doesn’t end up being that way.

But, it can be such an interesting thing to hear someone rhyming a poem out or a rap or a song.

For they are carefully picking out the right words to say to one another and they are trying craft out their thoughts in maybe complete sentences or just a couple of words.

We all know what we are good at and rhyming is something a lot of people like to play with and, I have seen some really good work and it makes me become fascinated by the process that person went through.

Rhyme something they say

and maybe one day I will but, not today I say .

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Daily Prompt: Rhyme

Poetry

I promise

you that you will be great if you just let go of your past and you lean on me for once

I will hold you through the storms that seem to be holding you back from living the life you were meant to live.

I’ve never been too far away when you are feeling so down that this world just doesn’t seem like it was meant for you.

I’m here to tell you that you belong and that you will accomplish the things no one thought you were capable to do.

You will more just a girl who became a woman and, the struggle that you have faced and continue to deal with will not compare to the greatest you will bring to this world.

That is not prepared for the words that will come out of your mouth.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

Daily Prompt: Magnetic

Like a magnet I was drawn to you the moment you smiled at me

Your smile was so bright and welcoming I just couldn’t look away.

And the way your eyes would always seem to light up when ever I came into a room

it was clear then that you were equally drawn to me as well.

Your laugh always seem to brighten up a room the minute it leaves your mouth

Your hugs were the best parts of my day, you always smelled like the fresh air from the mountains.

A little bit like wood and pinecones it was always refreshing to be around you.

You always liked to share the stories of your life and when you tell a story it would always draw in anyone that happened to be near.

We would all listen so closely and the story were always funny and entertaining to hear.

It was like we were destined to be together nothing seemed likely to pull us apart since that day long ago when you smiled at me.

Like that day every day spent with you seems like the first time we met refreshing and adventure just waiting for me to explore even if it takes a lifetime to learn everything about you.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Daily Prompt: Magnetic

Poetry

Fire

It first starts in my throat and I feel like my breath was just taken from me and then it begins to grow into my stomach until I curled up in so much pain.
That it just doesn’t seem possible for one person to be able to handle all of t his at once without passing out.
I reach out for a bottle of water to quench my thirst to put out the fire in my throat for I’ve seen better days.
I try so hard to feel better so that I can get back to feeling secure in the body that carries me through it all.
I fight for my sanity as my head begins to spin but yet I can’t give up for they are counting on me even though I’m barely holding on myself.
Some how I get through it all just to crash and burn the next day and then back to being okay the next.
There is a war going on inside of my body and I don’t think that I’m winning right now but the battle is not over yet.
I’m not fully myself yet but I’m fighting with all I got to get back to the me  that was strong and dependable no matter what was thrown my way.
 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

You stood

there looking at me with so much love something I hadn’t seen in a long time

the moment seemed like a fairytale.

Too good to be true or real, My heart beating so fast as you walked towards me and opened your arms.

And nothing I could do could stop myself from falling into those arms and feeling  like I was finally home.

You whisper in my ear to let it all out and just like that you were my strength as I became so vulnerable just then in your arms.

You carried me from the darkness and into the light as if I weighted nothing.

Without the baggage I left in the dark, life seemed much easier to take and breathe in as the day went on and spent sometime with you.

I didn’t know I had been waiting for this moment until this moment came along and slapped me in the face.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

Daily Prompt: Homage

To praise him is like taking a deep breath and then jumping from a cliff

and knowing that when you fall into the water you would be safe.

He makes me feel alive and that tough days are worth it in the end and there will always be light at the end of my tunnels in my lifetime.

I find myself  more and more each day when I listen to the music that praises you.

Who are you they ask?

You are my God, you are my father, my protector, my healer, my biggest supporter, and my life saver.

You are the reason I keep writing and the reason I keep going when life gets tough because without you the demons in my life would win and I wouldn’t be who I am today.

My past would still haunt me night and day and there would be no escape for me, no outlet to pour all those fears and pain into.

I wouldn’t be as strong as I am today without your strength, without your love because your love is greater than any love this world could ever offer me.

I praise you today and for the rest of my life and no one not even the devil can tear me away from you because nothing can ever have a hold on me like you do.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Daily Prompt: Homage