Poetry

Pouring down

Is the rain washing away the little bits of hate, anger, pain, and sorrow

You felt these past days as if your world was turned upside down, and there was no way to fix it.

Everything became a guessing game as you no longer trusted your decision.

Because here you were, standing at a crosswalk with no hope insight.

As you couldn’t see past the mistake you made and asking for help just wasn’t your thing.

Until now, when help was all you could say, even though you were upset and feeling all the emotions you kept inside.

You realize now that your choices got you here, and you have to do better to start rebuilding a life worthy of you.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2022 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

As the

The clock strikes 8. It’s time to go. All I want to do is crawl back to bed.

Not facing the world has been excellent, but back to reality, I must go.

Moving around, listening to everyone as it all starts again.

Only four more days to Christmas and ten more days until the new year.

And I know everything will blend and fade together until it’s all a blur.

And I’m just ready to go back to sleep again.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2022 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Sometimes

the darkness has signs that show you the way out.

Sometimes it doesn’t and the darkness consumes you.

Even when all you want is to be in the light where life feels so good, the small things don’t faze you.

The darkness always has the light trying to shine in, and sometimes I wish we could shine in more when we can’t shine bright on our own.

To keep beating the darkness even when we feel weak and tired.

Because the light is my warmth and the reason I am here and not there.

But in truth rather I am in the light for all to see who I am.

Some people will want me in the darkness where little can be seen or felt.

But I feel it all, and my time with come for the light I need to absorb is all around, for I have so much to give back and receive.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2022 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

I wish

I knew what I needed to say today.

As the day goes by and things don’t work out the way I wanted it too.

But even through the disappointment, I saw and felt the day’s blessing.

I was alive to feel the bitter winds and to go inside and warm up again.

To think about the things that are present in my life.

And the things that have not been present in my life and be happy to leave them in the past.

I wished for better things and did better because I knew change was good, even if change still sucks a little.

I am here, and as long as I do what I love, all the things that hurt my head and heart won’t matter.

Some things on my path do not define my beginning or end of life.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2022 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

To need

To plan things out but yet avoid the task of writing them out.

Like I don’t want to be organized as the days of relaxation take over.

I do not want to do more than I need to.

Even though I know there are things to be done, I know if I write it down, I am accountable.

And right now, I feel free to do what I want and feel what I want.

For it will all work out somehow but right now, I can’t be reliable.

I feel I’m done with planning and trying to get it all done as the deadline for 2022 comes to an end.

I’ve crammed so much this year that I can’t seem to do any more possible.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2022 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

To find

Joy in the small things this time of year

As you clean out and clean up the mess, you don’t want to bring it into the new year.

You think about what you want to do before the clock strikes midnight.

You do not know what will come, but you prepare for the worst, or maybe the miracle you’ve been looking for will show up right on time.

And then you will believe again, but only time will tell if you keep your immense faith or let self-doubt in again.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2022 By Deirdre Stokes