Poetry

Static

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Shocked me and my hair and every about me.

Wasn’t the same again.

I looked for the simple things to calm me during the storm and only found the difficult things left unsolved.

And for a strange reason I get through it all for the hard problems seem to help keep me focus.

So no matter how many shocks I have to go through me I can get through it all.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2020 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Only three

minutes left before I have to go

back into a world that is about saving and focusing.

Long days and long nights and it’s really not about me but about them.

I am here for them and focusing on me only gets in the way and so now its time to work.

In hope that things will get better and the fight will be tough but at the end we will have done it together.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2020 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Things

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feel light like a feather lately with no real direction as we all float through the moment.

Trying to find a way to make things feel whole again

and not like everything is crashing down around us because we can’t control this.

But, I’ve realize floating around light as a feather makes you see the lighter things in life especially right now when everything is serious.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2020 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Not gonna

Lie but I can’t seem to find anything else to do but stare out the window and see how empty everything seems.

I know that I got to keep moving but right now I just want to close the door and walk back upstairs.

And lay in bed and think about what I could get into.

Or curl up on the couch and find something else to watch and to not be watching the clock every two minutes.

Ugh will it ever be about just living and not about the clock or whose outside.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2020 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

All around

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me feels like everything is burning up and here I stand as if I have no care in the world.

But the truth is my world has been on fire for weeks and probably months now.

And no matter how much I tried to put the flames out it just kept spreading and now it’s unstoppable.

And all I can do is watch because I too am on fire and I know every step I take would just spread it more and more and I just can’t do that to those who have been so good to me.

So as it all burns around me and falls from the mess I now have to call my life, I hope soon he arrives and puts me out for I do more damage then I could have imagined this time around.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2020 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

How can

Discover Prompts, Day 12: Light

I look towards the light when the darkness seems to be calling my name.

But, before I step in and welcome the feeling of being numb the light shines so bright.

That yet again the darkness disappears and light is all that surrounds me in these darken days.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2020 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Your timing

Always surprises me

For I feel just when I’m okay not hearing from you.

You appear when I need to hear from you the most.

And I answer and I know once I do our time will be short and kinda sad.

I guess until next time will I expect something different than this situation I put myself in today or Tomorrow.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2020 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Warm than Cold

Than even snow

What is happening as we call this season spring.

Nothing about it is that cheerful, maybe little moments here and there.

But nothing to say hey it’s really looking up today.

But then again things could be more difficult and feel like there is no escape.

Long days and short nights.

Makes you want to sleep in more and not face the stress life keeps throwing your way.

Frustration is boiling up inside of you and you wonder if your patience is shoot because everything is trigging you these days.

Your off in more than one way and even though you want to connect the feeling of disconnecting seems to pulling on your heart theses days.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2020 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Couldn’t sleep

Week 219 of Three Line Tales

three line tales, week 219: a man with red letters illuminating his face
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So I went for a much needed drive to clear my mind and in hope that would help me go back to sleep.

For it’s been a while since I’ve had a good night sleep and not been interrupted with the need to pee.

Or just waking up for no reason and then it takes hours to really fall back into a quite light sleep that doesn’t help me at all and so I’m up and the day is a drag with no hope insight.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2020 By Deirdre Stokes