Month: March 2018

Poetry

Hopeful

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that these stressful moments are just temporary for my mind cannot think straight and when the happens everything begins to fall apart.

The circus around me does not crease and the people demanding that the show does go on is not the ones that are trying to keep afloat in the end.

No one seems to want to care or they just don’t have the patience to wait but the truth is I don’t care anymore and I have given up on things changing.

I have to change in order for this to be clearer through their eyes, not mine, for I’m not the problem and maybe sometimes it’s not them either.

But, there are so many people involved with the whole thing that there is not just one finger to point out when it all comes down to the end.

Maybe things will get better but, I just don’t see that happen with me being around and so I’m removing myself from the equation that is always negative.

The positive solution is walking away and giving up on something that is already dead and there is no beating life back into it.

Hopeful to get away and not look back is something I look forward to one day or week or month but in the end, I will not look back and soon all the trouble will be forgotten.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

It isn’t

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me that is the problem and well I’m tired of being blamed for it. 

How much can one keep taking without screaming for all the ugly to go away? 

When will the good win and when will the bad of this world become a single digit. 

So many why’s and when’s that I just can’t seem to keep track of it all and so I sit here listening to a song that seems to relate to what’s going on with me or what’s going on around me. 

I don’t know how to solve the problem that I’m faced with right now, for I’ve gotten on my knees and I’ve prayed about it and I’ve waited and I’ve waited and still here I am repeating everything. 

Every day and no I have not yet given up but, I know one day I will wake up and the solution will be there and I will carry it out and maybe I won’t have to do it alone. 

But, today I stand strong and I look the worst in the eye and I tell it something that will blow it away. 

Or something that will make it right again and then the darkness around me will become a little lighter. 

One day at a time. 

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Am I

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Your friend or

Your enemy

Most days feels like someone is always mad and taking it out on me.

You want respect than you have to earn it but, in customer service, you have to give it regardless if they deserve it.

For I am no bigger and smaller than you on the scale of mankind, for we are all working towards something at the end of the day.

So let me treat you how I want to be treated and when you throw your nastiness at me I will ignore it and move on to the customer is always right.

For there is not a moment when I can show you that you are wrong without getting myself in trouble.

So will I be your kind hard-working person or will I be the enemy that you are tiring so hard to destroy?

Will you see it as an accomplishment when you are done with me or will you regret how nasty you were?

Will you cry or feel defeated about the matter when you are at home in a comfortable chair enjoying the rest of your night with your feet up and not a care in the world.

Maybe you will but, I know the minute you walk out that door I am not even a thought you care to think about and in the end, I don’t matter.

So if I am an enemy you won’t remember but, if I am kind to you and help you out that’s when you remember me.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Daily Prompt: Faceless

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Your voice is all I remember that day for it was too dark to see your face, the words you said to me.

Didn’t just help me that day they have been words that motivate me every day to do better to be better and, to not let the ugly of this world bring me down.

Because, yes I am different but that is not something I need to be afraid of or to hate because that makes me stand out more.

But, to be proud of who I am and to accept that one day someone else will see what you saw in me that day.

I don’t know who you were or where you went but, I just want to say thank you for taking the time to hear what I had to say and for giving me the best advice I have ever received.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Daily Prompt: Faceless

Poetry

Daily Prompt: Foreign

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Sometimes I wonder what’s going on in some people mind because the simple words seem foreign to them. 

And they’re not hard to understand either, so I sit there repeating myself feeling like I’m not speaking English. 

I feel like some brains are being wasted and when the mind is something you are taking for granted then what will the world become. 

You have to slow down and think about things sometimes but, if you are not thinking about anything then the simple things like how may I help you begin to sound foreign to you. 

Life becomes so much harder and that mind that could have been used and put to good use is wasting away in your head and you see nothing wrong with that at this point because you are way past saving at this point. 

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Daily Prompt: Foreign

Poetry

Look at me

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Three Line Tales, Week 112

photo by Sam Carter via Unsplash

  • 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.

 

 

Look at me do you see the difference in me from all the others or do I seem the same as them.

I don’t want to be the same for I want to stand out and I want you to see me for me and I want you to acknowledge that I am not the same for I have so much more to offer. 

I stand here staring at you for you have no option but to look at me and accept that I am here and that I am not someone you can just walk on and then pretend like you did nothing wrong in the end. 

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Look at me!

Poetry

Daily Prompt: Talisman

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The stories that I was told as a young child about this amulet and how powerful it was.

Everyone had different stories to tell about how and what the amulet did for them and their family for years.

I wanted to find it out what it could do and where it would be.

Maybe it was still with one of the many families that still lived in this area but, no one wanted to tell me.

Or they just didn’t know for the piece of treasure was lost and the pictures do no justice to.

But, it’s been years and no amount of luck is coming to me to find this amulet right now but I hope one day I will be able to find it.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Daily Prompt: Talisman

Poetry

Welcome

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100 word Wednesday: Week 63

Photo by Cathal Mac an Bheatha

Welcome to my little garden of vegetables we got onions, carrots and more to come.

spring is coming and so will my fresh veggies like my favorite corn on a cob.

So many things I could mix up for you and make it last all week so you never get bored with my meals.

So many yummy healthy things to eat that I won’t look your way twice when I make something sweet just for you.

I hope you enjoy my little display and that you come back again soon.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Welcome!

Poetry

Daily Prompt: Invisible

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Today I so wanted to be invisible so that all the annoying people couldn’t ruin my supposedly quite day.

No place to hide even though that’s all I wanted to do.

Keep a low profile and get through this already long day.

Not wanting to come in today, just wanted to stay in bed.

But, that didn’t happen and I don’t know what to expect tomorrow.

But, hopefully I can try to be invisible again and this time no one will see me as I creep around in the background.

In peace with a smile on my face and not a frown.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Daily Prompt: Invisible

Poetry

Daily Prompt: Identical

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Every move we made that day was identical for we were moving in sync to one another because, if we didn’t the work would have not have gotten done.

We had to work together in order for everything to run smoothly  for we didn’t want it to end like it had been lately.

The stress was overwhelming but together we took some of the pressure off of each other so that we could both survive this journey we were on now.

And for how long we both didn’t know the answer to that .

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Daily Prompt: Identical