Month: August 2021

Poetry

What am I to

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Write as I stare at these bare walls?

What am I to say once I find the courage to stand up and help?

What am I to believe when I look for the right answers in this world today?

Am I looking in the wrong places?

Or am I not looking in the right faces?

When will I know I’m in my right space of mind.

And is right now the right time to tell you all the truths you seek?

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyrighted ©️ 2021 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Like the many

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Artist Dimitra Milan

seasons in our lives, you have been there for them all.

You are bright like the sunrise on a beautiful and calm morning

And the coldness on a winter day up in the mountains.

You are the darkness of the night sky, but the brightness of the stars in the sky at night.

Guiding everyone from one path to another, never stopping to put yourself first when all you want to do is serve others, only will you sit back and deal with your own needs.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyrighted ©️ 2021 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Maybe I’m

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out of my mind as all the things come through so quickly now.

I don’t want to tell you everything because I know you won’t look at me like I’m sane anymore.

And maybe that’s okay for you don’t come around much these days and I’m okay with that.

I know that no matter the distance; the connection between us is there in a way that could only be our story of a friendship that grows and now has settled into what it will be for an unknown amount of time.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyrighted ©️ 2021 By Deirdre Stokes