Poetry

I toss

And turn as nothing seems quite comfortable as I lay down to sleep.

Like everything else, I can’t decide what I want to be to do or say.

And so on repeat, I keep rewriting and writing, but nothing is quite right.

And as I keep pouring out words after words, the frustration begins to grow.

And the irritation begins to bubble up inside, ready to explode.

Like a volcano from all directions, you won’t be able to stop it.

And the mess afterward won’t be worth the clean-up, but the release will free you from the uncertainty.

As nothing is holding you back now.

And maybe things will be more clear if I just let it all out and take some time to relax because not everything in life is to be taken so seriously.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2022 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

So much going on

As my days blend into each other, the hope of knowing the truth is never apparent.

The answers to my questions are barely ever answered.

And so, life feels more like a question mark than a journey worth seeking.

But there you are, moving along with the bit of hope inside you that one day everything will make sense.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2022 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Too hot

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to go outside so let’s come together inside and eat food that fuels us up.

So that when we must go outside, we end up feeling cool and full but strong to overcome this heat.

As we all walk quickly to our destinations and relax inside with the air conditioning on and wait for a cool moment to come.

Then we can take a walk where the breeze is blowing around and the feeling of appreciating nature is strong.

As we clear our minds from the past days and just start clear and good again.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2022 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

The moment

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I walked on the path; I felt something I had never thought I could.

The ability to know I was going the right way for once.

Self-doubt just melted away, and I was proud of who I was becoming.

And I didn’t want to blame others for my pain anymore.

I didn’t want to give up so quickly, for I was fighting for myself this time around.

My worth. was too great to give up, and as I approached the opening, I didn’t look back.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2022 By Deirdre Stokes