Poetry

Over time

I started to believe in myself because even though others cheered me on, the light they lit in me was only temporary.

For I would sabotage that light every day with my regrets and discouragement, for I felt weak to go on and learn so much more in this life.

But I realized I am only as strong as I allow myself to be and that God can get me to the finish line.

I have to believe and trust that the path I am on is for me, and once I am on It, there is no turning back.

And so I say a prayer and embrace the cold of the morning and the night and hope I will continue to allow you in and for me to overtime trust your word.

For I know when I center my life around you, there is peace and calmness in my life, and my worries are no more as whatever happens is the situation for that day and if I accept the unexpected.

Then the day’s outcome will be more, the path will start to change, and things will become clearer for me and those around me.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2022 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Maybe it wasn’t

Just one thing that threw everything off for us

Maybe it was two things that made everything so much more complicated than it already was that day or that week, I think.

I don’t know when things got so awkward, but I feel it now as time expands between us and the words we need to say to one another is harder to say now that it feels more like an ending than a new beginning.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2022 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

To relax

on a Thursday with lavender all around as I read a book I’ve been putting off for far too long.

To focus on me for once and not worry about anything else as I read this book from front to back in one sitting.

For I know if I get up and do anything else I will never finish and well will end up starting something new and probably not coming back for well a longtime.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2022 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

I sometimes

Wonder if I’m sabotaging myself in certain areas of my life.

And as things begin to grow and mold into something more.

I bring down my fist and crush the clay, and everything it was to become is gone.

And the time and energy to begin again are so great that I walk away, leaving the mess there and not thinking about it again.

As if it didn’t happen, and then right when life gets good again, those memories come floating around, hoping you will accept them and rebuild.

Create where you left off because sometimes life gives you second chances, and it’s probably best to take them and see how it goes.

I wonder what could have been are not a good path to go on and I should know.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2022 By Deirdre Stokes