Month: August 2019

Poetry

I am

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Not going to worry as the days  seem to start to be going by so quickly as Wednesday comes and go.

Soon it will be the weekend and you will just want to rest and not think of all the things that have beaten you down.

For you are stronger than before and wiser too.

You know each experience will be different but you must push on because this pain will not be the same next time.

The tears that fall today will not fall as hard tomorrow as the day before.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2015 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Never

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Good enough for you

Even when everything is almost done.

Things must go faster and be better

Even when you’re not giving your all.

I want to scream enough to you for I just can’t take being pushed to my limit when you haven’t even started the race.

You’re falling apart but still, the whip comes out and it’s like I’m experiencing slavery all these years later.

I am working so hard and yet there you go complaining that no one is listening as if you are the victim in this situation.

Poor you and how dare I not bend over and do as I am told.

I want to have so empathy but how can I when it is me who is suffering and you are milking the situation, to reflect off of your pain and lack of confidence.

I just can’t keep standing by watching a show that was a train wreck from the beginning.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2015 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Music

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100 Word Wednesday: Week 132

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To my ears as you play some jazz on the entry of the woods on a sunny day with no care in the world.

You played your saxophone with so much talent through your fingers and you mouth as you blow out a note or two.

You are at some much ease as you get in your groove and play on and on until you have drawn so a crowd of people some of them start to disappear as they start farther back into the woods.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2015 By Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

The

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night is coming to a end and right now all I want

is to sleep and not think about the things I can’t control.

I just want quiet and can’t even get that with the cricket outside my house

so joyful about being outside on a nice night after a good rain shower.

But, to me is just another thing that is annoying me and making me what to be locked away from all the noise that just can’t seem to calm down just for a moment.

The pounding of my head is increasing and there is really nothing I can do as I try to do something about what I can fix before it’s too late and my eyes start to shut and sleep is all I will be enjoying.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2015 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Summer

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it’s coming to an end

but the heat continues on as if it just doesn’t want to go away.

But it’s getting cooler in the mornings but, over too soon.

The days too long with nothing to look forward to at least that’s what it feels like as you not look forward to what to come.

The days where you seem to laugh and be together more in slowly wining down as you get busy again at work or with the family as the schedules are more full.

You know the days of just talking for hours and hours is soon going to be memories of summer 2019 and soon you will be facing fall 2019 and so much will be coming your way.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2015 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Is it

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Monday already and yet I don’t feel prepared for the storm ahead.

I know I can handle it with your help but sometimes I don’t want to.

I know this battle will never change for everyone is kind of selfish and too blind to see.

They’re not doing their best work to make things work out in the end.

But to them what they are giving is 100% but to me, it feels I’m giving 200% just to keep up my work and theirs too.

I know it’s called teamwork but it feels like I’m the only one on the team.

Where is my help on a busy Monday like today?

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2015 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

I know

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not of what is to come

but I know I will get through it.

I won’t give up when things get rough

but fight on until I finish what I started.

It’s time to let go of my fears and embrace the challenge in front of me.

For I will conquer it and move on to the next adventure that will take me outside my comfort zone and make me learn something new.

For I’m tired of sitting around and waiting for something to happen.

It’s time for action and to trust I can get it done with no timeline just going at my own pace.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2015 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Where

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are the words that are suppose to follow when you say we will talk.

All I got was nothing and the silence was for so long.

Then something came through and even that was too short.

Gone again and I hope you don’t think I will put much effort into trying to get a responds again.

Been there done that.

You want my time you have to earn it again

for I don’t play those games anymore.

Say something and follow up for if I was your dream job you would do whatever it takes to keep me around.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2015 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

I don’t

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Know the words that need to be said

Or have the time to wait for them to come to me.

But I know when I get that feeling that I will just lights me up inside they will come to me.

I will feel alive again  as the words leave me and tell the story their meant to tell.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2015 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

How

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do I  know when it’s the right time to go when time is running out and the place is falling apart.

No right decisions have been made and so the struggle continues all over again and no matter what things have been changed.

You do your best just for the one in charge to knock you back down and have you feeling like no matter how hard you work they will take the credit.

But, when things fall apart they are no where to be found and that it is not their fault that things are falling apart.

This thing called life is becoming too much of a movie that has no pause and seems to be fast-forwarding way too much during the time when things need to slow down and be solved.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2015 By Deirdre Stokes