Month: September 2018

Poetry

Under the sea

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where  colorful fish swim and people on vacation like to explore and see so many beautiful things.

They begin to forget about their troubles and focus on the things that are small and they don’t think much about.

For the ocean will always be there and the can come and visit when they have the time and the things above the world just distract them for just have a moment to take it the wonders and new things that appear in the ocean over night.

so smile and enjoy it.

 

Written By : Deirdre Stokes

Under the sea!

Poetry

I didn’t

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think I knew what I was doing .

But, looking back on all that has happen I realize that things happen for a reason.

One thing could seem like the waste thing ever but, then turn away and be the blessing you were looking for.

I didn’t think I would ever be so good that things would workout for me.

I would doubt it before it happened and just think about all the crazy things that could or would happen next time.

So much going on I didn’t feel like I was enough because I’m running out of steam.

What will become of me when I just don’t have anything left to give.

 

Written By : Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Sitting

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Here not knowing how to feel or think.

As I blindly go through life not really seeing the beauty in it all anymore.

So dark I can’t tell morning from night anymore.

Hoping this experience changes and doesn’t last for much later.

Stumbling around knocking into everything well trying to get away from it all.

Nothing left to say as it all fades to black and things become  more unclear.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

What

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if this was it for me

and nothing more would come of me.

My purpose feels like a lost treasure that not many know about but, everyone wants to find it.

 

Weeks and months and years go by and no one has found what little bits of who I used to be.

I wonder through life half awake and half asleep with the knowledge of not knowing what to do for the rest of my life.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

 

Poetry

Words

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want to come out and create something more because life is sometimes stressful.

And you want to escape into something just for a little while.

To forget all your troubles and focus on someone else or just to see some good in the world.

You  want to read or see something that doesn’t break your heart or make you so mad.

You want to stop and truly think about something other than what is going on in your life for once.

To get lost with a smile on your face and laughter that wants to come out instead of tears.

You want to feel strong again and not so weak from all the things in life that is mentally and physically holding you down.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

You would

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never know the things that I’ve been going through

since I’ve always been put together with nothing out-of-place.

I’ve always been so strong and put together because who else was

going to carry me through this storm I’ve been living in.

Every morning drinking my apple cider has always put me in a good place

to face all that comes my way during my day at work.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Sometimes

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we have to let go to let something new in.

Things have been building up and you let it

go because you just don’t have anywhere else to go.

You’ve been awaken from this nightmare to realize that reality isn’t a dream

and all that is going on around you is real and true and sometimes painful too.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Light

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Three Line Tales, Week 137

photo by Nathan Wright 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.
  • Have fun.

 

They told me not to go in the room which light is left on at night when all is dark but, I just couldn’t sit by and keep wondering.

What was inside for I just had to know for myself if the stories were true and if I would make it out that door again. 

I slowly walked down the stairs and towards the door in hope that I would be alive and around to tell what I had seen that night, as I got closer to the door I heard voices talking and not just about anything but about me and then I looked through the crack in the door and what I saw was unbelievable that I never spoke it of it the next day or ever. 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Light

Poetry

Time

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Time goes by fast sometimes but, as a child I loved to read and learn new words in each page that I turned. 

Reading wasn’t something I loved to do but, not you can’t find without a book or kindle or phone in my hand reading something. 

I am old now but, my adventures are not over as I travel between each page that I read and I am lost to the world when I read. 

I love to lose myself and am very grateful for the time I have to read. 

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Time!