Month: March 2019

Poetry

Still cold

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there with all the cold air and the snow that had fallen the day before and right now all that I can do is drink something heat to warm my soul as everything else starts to be out of whack today.

For once it’s just nice to be inside and not have to stress about what is going on outside my window right now.

I do not know when this storm will pass but I know that this precious time that I am getting doesn’t come around as much as I want it too.

So I am content with what I have to do right now inside a way from the cold for now.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Poetry

To

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Three Line Tales, Week 162

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read today is not the question running through your head right now but, what to read when there is so much to choose from right in front of me right now.

To be able to get lost in words that will touch your soul and you will surely remember from time to time those great words that you read.

But, for now you must pick at least two or three books and go home before the weather gets bad again and just enjoy a good read.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Books

Poetry

This

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is my place to read and to write

to just smell the fresh air.

To get lost in the beauty of nature

and to not have to worry about how much time I have left before I have to go somewhere.

This is my time to do what I want and need to do.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

My place!

Poetry

You

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Make me see what my life could be like if I just keep going and not give up on this dream.

A dream that is so close that I can see the success in front of my eyes if only I could just reach out a little bit more.

my fingers are just about to brush against the cover of the book but then I let doubt set in again.

And I just give up on the hope that things just won’t turn around for me.

But, I wonder what would it be like if I don’t let that doubt get to me but I try even when I know the possibility of failing is so strong.

Yet by chance the possibility that I could succeed is so worth trying at this point in my life I would risk it all.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Melt

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away like all the snow from yesterday.

Until there is no trace of all the things you have complained about playing back in my head.

Just let go and enjoy the moments for everything can change in a second and all you have complained about won’t matter.

So much to look forward too but, not enough time to truly just enjoy it.

Unless you just drop what doesn’t make you happy and pick up what you always wanted to do and explore it.

Until it’s your time and even when your gone you will still live on inside the people you have touched with the kindness you always let shine through it all.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Falling

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down yet again is the snow

bring more cold with it and

then it freezes and the chances of slipping

becomes more likely to happen.

The beauty of the snow falling is overlooked now as winter has stayed too long.

The desire to stop having to layer up is so story you might just want to take a trip just to warm up for more than one day.

Will you fall soon or will the snow and ice melt away before you have to go outside again.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Your

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The only one that knows me inside and out.

Without you I feel like my smile would not be coming back.

My light inside of me would always be so dim and the things that make me who I am supposed to be.

I wouldn’t  have so much light bursting through me if I didn’t believe in you and myself.

You guide the way for me and I will gladly follow down a path that will out shine the others and always end with great understanding.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

 

Poetry

I didn’t

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know that saying yes all the time would be so harmful for me.

Because later on the word no would be so much easier for me to say.

With no regret of not being able to help out.

I would resent that yes and the person behind it for I was doing too much all at once.

I was losing myself in the yes’s and I was letting down the people who really do matter.

I was no better than the yes I said so fast without thinking it through because  that yes was doing more harm than good.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes