Poetry

Daily Prompt: Conveyor

Advertisements

Like a conveyor your always communicating something to everyone and it seems like everyone is always in a better mood after talking to you.

It’s like being a child again and the things in life that are more difficult now were so simple than.

Now more people depend on you and you start to want to do better not just for yourself but for others.

You start to communicating more  positive things just to get through the days when nothing seems to be going right for you.

The things you says always transport some laughter throughout someone’s day.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Daily Prompt: Conveyor

Poetry

Rain

Advertisements

100 Word Wednesday: Week 56

Image by Matthew Henry

Rain you wash away the sorrows of my day, I feel the weight lifted off of me as I walk down the street with no care in the world

Everything so wet and puddles are all around that stepping around them is being hard but, like life there is always a way around them. 

But, today I have nowhere to go and I have time to splash in some puddles and just let everything else fade away as I enjoy my time in the rain with my head back and rain dripping down my face. 

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Rain

Poetry

Daily Prompt: Cavity

Advertisements

Like a cavity in someone’s mouth you are so hollow sometimes

I feel like talking to you is like a deep water well.

It takes way too long for you to acknowledge what I have said and sometimes I think you do it on purpose.

Just so that you can have the last word or for the sole purpose that you are left alone.

You don’t really care for talking or listening to others but, yet you want me to come around and tell you all I have to say.

Someday I don’t want to come around but, then you send me a nice text and my hope that you finally see the truth is quickly shattered around me when I work through your door.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Daily Prompt: Cavity

Poetry

Daily Prompt: Stifle

Advertisements

I had to stifled a laugh as the customer said some ridiculous things in front of me as I rung them up that day.

I had to keep it professional as they argued with their child in front of their grandmother.

I didn’t think it was going to end as they just going on and on, but soon I was done ringing them up and as they paid and grabbed their bags.

I just couldn’t believe what I just witnessed, somethings are better done in private and kept out of sight of others.

For those awkward moments when I had nothing to say but had to stand there and listen to something that didn’t need me to hear.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Daily Prompt: Stifle

Poetry

Holding on

Advertisements

to just the hope that you will guide me out of this hell

that you will help me find my way again.

For the darkness of today will not be the darkness of tomorrow

the words flowing from you mouth will not be forgotten today and tomorrow I will still ponder over them.

Holding on for your strength, your love, your protection my lord for no one can provide that for me than you.

You get me through the things that make me want to pull my hair out

You’re the one that makes me stop and think before I say something I may regret

The reason my patience isn’t as thin as it used to be, the reason my truth is out there for all eyes to see.

The reason I am always on alert mode, watching the actions of others and making sure I’m not following in their footsteps.

You’re the reason I breathe another day and wake up being grateful for the people in my life.

The reason I am as quiet as I am for my voice should only be used to cause good and not bring more bad into the world.

I know I am not perfect and that no one is and each day we all go through something and at times we want to be in their shoes for on the outside it all looks so good.

But, yet on the inside things may not be in the place you are when you are just being you, the person you know inside and out.

Shine because he wants you too not because someone else thinks or believes you are more than you are.

You know who has the answers and who doesn’t and maybe one day you will see you as he sees you.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Daily Prompt: Inkling

Advertisements

The clue to solving the puzzle of my life is nowhere to be found

maybe one day I will get a stronger grab on what it is I’m suppose to do.

Because right now the feeling of drowning by the things that I don’t want to do or need to do.

The thought that this is it, this is what I grew up for just isn’t something worth fighting for anymore.

I want to smile not cry for the truth is this is not what I dreamed up, the words dislike and I’m losing it is all that is floating in my mind these day.

The truth is I can’t seem to find my way out and the truth is there is no helping me and the hole that is slowly sucking up my joy is not small anymore.

The words are not just words and the truth is right in front of your face, the eyes the smile can you tell if it’s  real.

Do you remember how I used to look and act and can you tell me that I’m the same as I was before.

Get a clue this puzzle this clue isn’t about me finding my way but you finding me again.

Too many clues unanswered and for what I say, will someone look around or will you continue to focus what’s going on with you and when you feel you are complete then come back to see how I am doing?

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Daily Prompt: Inkling

Poetry

Daily Prompt: Inscrutable

Advertisements

When I walked into that room that day I didn’t think I would have an instant connection to you.

The way I felt it was unexplainable for me especially since I didn’t know who you were and what these feeling really meant.

You smiled at me like you knew what I was feeling and it made me feel comfortable but at the same time so confused.

I didn’t get to talk to you at first for I was there to focus on other things than the boy that sparked my attention.

The day seemed to go on and on as I thought of ways to say hi to you, but in the end you got up and beat me to punch and said hello.

From then on I’m not sure how to explain what felt like the missing pieces coming together and I could physically feel my life shift in a new direction and I didn’t want or cared to doubt or worry about the outcome.

For the first time in a long time I felt peaceful and at home and there was no way I was going to look back.

When looking forward was so much more than I could ever have daydreamed up, it was like I was finally living and breathing the air I needed to survive with an actual geniue smile on my face.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Daily Prompt: Inscrutable

Poetry

I see you

Advertisements

I hear you

Crying out

For someone, anyone to just hear you.

You want to be rescued from the pain that your hiding behind those eyes.

You want to be seen as good but, your past is so dark that you don’t know how to embrace the light that is coming into your present.

You want to be seen as the person who is now good and has been forgiven for the his past and now is living in the moment that can change everything.

Your heart just wants to be loved and accepted because well life can get lonely sometimes and you don’t really know whose apart of that life anymore.

You trying so hard to look forward but, the good times of the past keep flashing before your eyes.

And you begin to wonder what life would have been like things had turned out a different way.

But, you begin to realize that every struggle that you had come across was a blessing for your life is where it needs to be right now.

You feel happy and satisfied and even though most days are tough, you continue to get up and be strong and motivated to do what needs to get down because you want to be here when something new comes along.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

That night

Advertisements

Three Line Tales, Week 104

photo by Thomas Shellberg via Unsplash

 

You’ll find full guidelines on the TLT page – here’s the tl;dr:

  • Write three lines inspired by the photo prompt (& give them a title if possible).
  • Link back to this post (& check the link shows up under the weekly post).
  • Tag your post with 3LineTales (so everyone can find you in the Reader).
  • Read and comment on other TLT participants’ lines.

That night was so peaceful and isolated with just us out there looking at the stars and truly appreciating that night for what it was. 

You and me standing out there looking at the old barn we used to hang out in.

This place meant something to us and we just hope that the memories here will last a life time and maybe one day we bring our kids here to enjoy the view and freedom. 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

That Night!

Poetry

That feeling

Advertisements

Free Flow Friday with Laura

Photos By Laura

Sometimes the worry of what if’s and how will I get that in the time frame that lays out in front of me.

I don’t want this feeling to overwhelm me to the point where I don’t stop and enjoy the life that I have in front of me.

The deep feeling is there in front of me always waiting for a good moment to take over and ruin the thoughts that life will be good even if the things I think I need is not happening right now.

I don’t want to worry anymore and the feel of anxiety isn’t fun when all I want to do is relax and not deal with this issue anymore.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

That feeling!