Month: January 2018

Poetry

Daily Prompt: Silhouette

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I watched from the window as the dark shadow of the outline of your body stood outside the pond in the front yard.

You seemed to be in deep thought and I wonder what’s bothering you this time at night that you stand there trying to figure it out all on your own.

Sometimes I wish you would let me in when it comes to the troubles on your mind and maybe one day we will both be out standing by the pond just to enjoy the moment together and not alone.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Daily Prompt: Silhouette

 

 

Poetry

Let go

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Photo by Danka & Peter

 

Let go and find yourself as you feel the warm water on your feet and then your legs and as you dive into the water and you feel at peace again.

Let the stress of your day or week fade away and center yourself again so that when the stress gets the best of you again you can and will handle it.

Don’t let anyone bring you down when you know you are meant to be something great and better than what everyone else thinks of you, for you know who your suppose to be in the end.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Let Go!

 

Poetry

Daily Prompt: Trill

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The movement of your phone woke me up this morning as your alarm kept going off, it moved around so much I was sure it would fall of the nightstand.

But, it didn’t and then silence again welcomed me back to my sleep and I didn’t question where you were when all this was going on for the only thing on my mind was going back to sleep.

Soon the sun was waking me up again and the phone that had woken me up hours ago was still siting there all alone and that was strange for you go nowhere without that phone.

As I  reached over to get my phone and call you at work, I realize my phone is gone and so I guess my phone is with you instead.

I knew this day was going to be rough but, I had hoped that it would at least start off on good and then fall miserably.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Daily Prompt: Trill

Poetry

The city

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The city life is so busy and yet there is some people who don’t let that bring them down and they choose to slow down and enjoy the little things.

You don’t have to live in a big city to feel the busy life and get lost in things that you may later regret.

Sometimes the little town life is kind of peaceful but, the options to do so many things is something you could look forward to when you have some time off.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

The big city!

 

Poetry

Daily Prompt: Dominant

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You walk around feeling you’re so important because somewhere in your past someone told you that you were better than everyone else.

And so if someone is serving you, you feel the need to try to put fear in them as if you have authority over them.

You come off as someone who is going places and yet you put down the people who have actually gone somewhere.

There is more important things in life than making sure, you are seen above everyone else and when you feel no one is on the same level as you.

You end up on the top alone and everyone else that you left behind never thought of you that way.

They just thought of you as someone who was going places and was proud of your success and thought you felt the same way about them too.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Daily Prompt: Dominant

Poetry

Daily Prompt: Tardy

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Your running late and all you can think about is how you seem to always be late now.

Apart of you cares and other part really just wants to go back to bed.

Or do anything but what your about to do when you walk through those doors.

You try to put a smile on your face but even you know it’s not really.

Sometimes it’s harder to pretend that you really want to be here today.

When you rather be lost in a good book or watching a good movie.

You watch the time so much that you get frustrated that it’s not time to leave yet.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Daily Prompt: Tardy

Poetry

I stand alone

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I stand alone watching over the lake that held so many memories for me, one of my favorite memories is when my father took me out on his boat for the first time.

To teach me how to fish and how no matter how many times I messed up, he told me to keep trying and I will catch something eventually.

We were out there on that boat for most of the afternoon and right as we were getting ready to pack up and call it a day I caught my first fish and even though he was kind of small and we threw him back in the end.

I’ll truly never forget that day with my dad or how that lake played a big part in my life.

 

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

I stand out here alone!

Poetry

I’ve said

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my peace and now it’s time for you to let me go. 

The memories float away from me as the years pass. 

And, yes from time to time something flashes through my mind but I don’t miss you anymore. 

So I walk away from the things that remind me of the things no longer in my life. 

Sometimes when it’s been one of those days I catch myself thinking about how I miss you. 

But, I know the reason your no longer apart of my life and I’ve accepted that truth a longtime ago. 

The things that I thought were important and would last forever was quickly smashed that night. 

So many pieces that I had to clean up and forget about for today is the present. 

Holding on to too much would drive one crazy and the hole that is barely there would be too big to bear alone. 

I cared about you and I loved you but, the peace in the long run is the fresh air I breath now. 

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Daily Prompt: Candid

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Wouldn’t you want to be truthful to the one’s that need to hear the truth

maybe in the end the situation would be better.

The truth will set you free and maybe you will like that but, maybe you will not want to be bothered with the truth for it’s better to just accept.

That maybe everything isn’t as great as you thought but, at least the truth is out and everything makes so much more sense.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Daily Prompt: Candid

Poetry

In this

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place I accepted who I was and what I had become. 

I was broken but yet healed, the past was long gone but the scars felt so fresh some days. 

That it’s hard to move on even when the moments now are good. 

It’s like listening to the same song over and over again even sang by different people the meaning behind the words still haunt you to your core. 

You want to truly express who you are and what you stand for and as you continue to write every day. 

Each piece taking a little bit of you with it and you begin to feel this feeling of pride every time you finish a piece.

But, then hard times come and your words become few and you begin to wonder if what you wrote was any good.

All that you’ve loved is hard to gasp with some much darkness swallowing you up.

And, all you want to do is cry out for help but there is no one who will hear your call.

All that you’ve accepted and loved is lost with you now.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes