Poetry

My reflection of this year

How does one stop hesitating when they need to do something.

I feel this year when trying to write something out I just froze up and lathis time I have it all planned out and still my hands won’t move.

It’s like I’m waiting for a sign but somethings in life need to be done.

I feel I’m too much in my head and not feeling very confident.

Or I that I don’t have what it takes to write down my next story or poem?

Does anyone else hesitate when they start to write something new?

And is self-doubt getting in the way? For me, it’s a mix of self-doubt, while and I go to write on paper or my computer, and nothing comes out.

But maybe it’s the end of the year, and all I want to do is relax.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2022 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Keeping

Quiet is so much more complicated now that I know you’re lying most of the time.

My mind wants to tell you off and not hesitate on the words you need to hear.

But it’s also apparent that what I do next won’t matter anyways.

So why bother with words?

My actions will speak louder, and no more will I hesitate to show you how I feel.

One day it will probably all come up, and it won’t be me who isn’t happy, and the truth will be out.

But, like many things in life, that may not happen because I have to be the bigger person every time.

But every time I keep my mouth shut is another time you think you’re getting away with things.

But I’m sure maybe one day you will need more help, and you could have pleased and fooled enough people who can help you.

Or maybe you will end up in a situation that ends with no help in sight because all those that cared for you burned those bridges for good.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2022 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Your words

Come out, and I don’t care

I allow you to do what you want and go my own way.

I’m too tired to fight you, or honestly, I don’t want to.

Nothing will ever change, so why should I try to correct you again and again?

I’m ready to go, and until I can get out, this will be how things will be.

And I can let it drive me nuts, or I can just ignore it and smile and move along.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2022 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Oh Christmas

You have finally arrived with quite a chill you have brought with you.

All I can do is think of being warm and the presents are given.

And the love that has always been portrayed with words and hugs.

But even as you come and go, the ones who genuinely care will always show their love.

And that’s all that matters to me, spending time with those I love and knowing without words they get me and accept me for me.

That’s how I always want Christmas to be.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2022 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

As

The day ended, and the night sky had darkened, and all Henry could see was the few Christmas lights here and there.

What a beautiful sight, he thought to himself as he admired the red and gold lights.

Knowing it was Christmas eve, he knew he needed his rest as everyone would be up early on Christmas day.

He wasn’t just looking forward to the gifts but to seeing everyone happy and together.

He appreciated all of them, and this year; he made sure they knew through his words as he poured so much love into each card he gave.

He knew his words would live on forever, but the desire for the gift may fade away.

And if just a few of those close to him remembered his sweet and kind words after the holiday excitement wore off, then his Christmas wish did come true this year.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2022 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Oh here

Comes the storms of winter

Snow, rain or freezing rain and high winds making everything so cold and miserable.

Maybe the sight of snow will be beautiful at first.

But once it’s time to shovel, the beauty will be over.

But it’s nice to take a moment to relax and not do anything at all.

And all the stress and worry fade and float away.

Leaving you at peace and clear like the innocent snowflakes falling slowly outside.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2022 By Deirdre Stokes