Month: March 2020

Poetry

Running out

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Of time

You write words

I have yet to come up with.

But so much want to share

To express.

But, yet again nothing comes out and I am sitting here in writer’s block lane.

Wishing the words would come as everything around me closes down.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2020 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

I didn’t

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Know going into the unknown

Would break the dam of feelings I’ve been dealing with.

The feeling of not knowing why or how to find my way out.

But allowing those moments of being lost to guide me to a path I didn’t see myself being worthy of.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2020 By Deirdre Stokes

But now, I realize this has been what I’ve always wanted and it was years ago that I let this path fade away.

And now it’s time to go back to what truly completes me and defines me for me.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes ©️ copyrighted in 2020

Poetry

Archer, me

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To a place that makes me feel safe

And whole.

While everything around me is so unknown

And new and slightly complicated.

So much to learn and so much to know.

I want to know more and be more but I’m growing tired and worried.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2020 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Wrapped up

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In it all and yet the

Time to make a move is coming.

The uncertainty, is because of not knowing

Where things will lead too as changes happen.

Where will you end ?

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2020 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Night

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Dark

Day bright.

But all I feel and know is fading in front of me.

Like the street night that slowly goes out as the sunrises each morning.

Searching for clues that will solve what you need to know.

May turn out to be great or they may shake-up your life for good.

And once those secrets are our there is no going back to what you thought was the full truth.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2020 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Maybe

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There is more to how things are going.

Now and maybe things will start to look up again.

So many circles you are running through with no clear sign that things will all work out.

You’re trying to make sense of things and yet you are still running around in the same hopeless circle.

Well feeling so frustrated and no one to answer too.

Maybe the answers will come to you soon only you can hope.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2020 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

I don’t

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Know what to do when I don’t feel like

Being me today.

The day is long and all I want to do is curl up with a good book and disappear.

Until my world is back on the right side because well right now is exhausted and just the thought.

Of having three hours left is just torture.

I just want to fast forward through this night like an unwanted commercial on T.V.

But I don know if that will make it any better at this point.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2020 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

It’s windy

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Outside and like my life I would nice for it to just blow some things around.

Until maybe it would be in better shape then it is right now.

The things that are set in stone will be blown around and for once I would welcome a mess in my life.

Something to do for right now it feels like I’m moving around in circles and nothing seems right to me.

I’m running out of steam but I have to keep moving even when I just want to scream enough is enough.

But I know my moment in the wind won’t last and so back to the same old things in the hope of finding the right path for me.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2020 By Deirdre Stokes