Poetry

I didn’t expect to hear

 Sunday Writing Prompt “Phone Call”

from you again.

So when you called me it was such a surprise

That I almost dropped my phone and ending the call before it started.

You said you’ve missed me and it’s been long enough since the last time we’ve talked.

I didn’t know what you expected me to say since I haven’t thought much about you since that day we no longer were friends.

A friendship that felt so right, we were so connected and the trust was so strong it was like we were meant to be friends for life.

But, that all changed and I’m fine with how life turned out for me once you were gone.

 You apologize for how things ended and ask if we can start talking again?

I didn’t want to say yes but saying no felt like I had been holding a grudge against you all these years.

But I haven’t been because I didn’t think about you at all and if I did it was once in a blue moon.

So I said yes but told you don’t expect much from me for I’m not the same person you used to know.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2019 By Deirdre Stokes

I didn’t expect to hear

Poetry

Am

I to allow myself to get carried away because I want to please everyone but myself.

Regret of staying in this place has me trying to explain why I don’t want to be more than what I’ve been given.

I don’t want to be bitter or questioning

What has been an great experience at first  but, now it’s an nightmare I can’t seem to shake.

No matter how hard I want to run I just can’t seem to get far even though that’s all I want to do.

Is get away and not ever speak of this place again for it’s not worth it.

So much stress and drama from such a small place.

It traps you if you get to close and even though you know better it still finds a way to draw you in.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2019 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Oh

Joy it’s Friday

the last day of stressing out.

The day that will fly by so fast I won’t have to worry about what is left behind.

The sun will shine so much brighter today just knowing we all need a break.

I will smile more just knowing I don’t have to rush around tomorrow.

I will finally have time to think without someone yelling commands at me.

I wont have to solve problems or figure things out all day.

I won’t be a life saver I’ll just be me relaxing and truly enjoying everything around me.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2019 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

In this

Week 186 of Three Line Tales.

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Moment I admire the horse in front of me as it looks down at me as if it’s telling me it’s going to be okay.

As I get ready to take my first riding lesson, I am nervous and scared at the same time but I know I will enjoy it.

I know I have to be brave and that today will change everything for me and I know it will be a start for something new and exciting.

 

 Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2019 By Deirdre Stokes

This moment!

Poetry

Today

is a mystery to me as I don’t know what will happen.

But, I know I will get through it quickly and hopefully it will be pain free.

And no matter what they may say I am doing my best to get through it.

The moments of strength will come and those moments will carry me through the troubles of my day.

oh how I wish I could get a script of how this day will go so I can prepare myself for the judgement and the slaps of ignorant that keep coming my way.

The anger the frustration and the unanswered questions that will be thrown at me like a food fight and there will be nowhere for me to hide.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2019 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Arriving

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on time is all I can do to get through these shifts  and finding a perfect spot is even harder these days.

But arriving just a little bit early always gets me the spot I need for when it’s time to leave I want it to be so quickly that no one can catch me when I’m gone.

To come and see what the day has to offer me is great and all but, once it’s time to leave I really enjoy the peace of walking away and leaving all the stress behind and letting others deal with what I’ve been carry around all day.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2019 By Deirdre Stokes

ARRIVING!

Poetry

Even

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In my darkest hour you are there for me.

In the morning when I first wake up to the moment I have to actually get out of bed.

I know that no matter what time of day it is you will get up and walk with me.

Every adventure  I just have to mention and you will have already decided you are going and there will be no if’s about it.

You protect me and everyway and every day and there is not a moment I’m not grateful for your help and your love.

So today and everyday to come I know you will get me through it, no matter how dark it is for when I’m scared you are there to hold my hand and hug me when I need it the most.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2015 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Just

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Photo by Naitian Wang on Unsplash

a little breeze blowing through my life today as everything that was alright is now a mess and all over the place.

I try to catch all the pieces of my life that have gotten out of hand but there is not enough time to do it.

I know that I can move a little foster but, I’m over doing it just to try to get it all done but how can I do it all on my own.

I know this is not how it is suppose to be but no one is trying to help for it just seems to be easier to stand around and just that one person do it all.

The days of tolerating these things are coming to an end as my tempter and patience are getting thinner by the day and not even existing as the week goes on.

I think the papers around me are no the only ones who have been blown away and not be able to get back to the way it was before.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2015 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Your

words are meant to hurt me

and probably put me in my place.

But, I realise that your words have no meaning towards me anymore

you say them because you can but there are not even worth spitting out.

You are angry and you try to take it out on me but, I am no longer that little girl

that would be affected by it.

I am a grown now and the tears and hurt feelings are not found in this moment and I just laugh now as you yell out words that are useless and pointless and don’t even describe who I am now or ever was.

I will go to sleep tonight and forget about what you said and tomorrow I will not care or worry for life will go on and I know you won’t think about what you said and you surely won’t care to say sorry.

So yet again why should I care or be bothered with this thing you will end up doing again and again and maybe one day I won’t be around to hear it again and then maybe you will regret the words you said to me.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2015 By Deirdre Stokes