Poetry

Not so

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Cold anymore

To just think of how cold it has been sends a shiver down my spine.

To see it’s now back in the two digits and getting close to the fifties feels better.

But the cold is still here and it makes me want to skip winter and go to spring but I know spring won’t last long enough.

And I will be begging for summer to be over and fall to be here.

So for now I will layer up and enjoy being wrapped in blankets and have the appropriate jackets and clothes for outdoors.

And the right time comes so will spring and for now I will enjoy my teas and hot chocolate and watch movies and TV shows that are set to warmer climates.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2025 By Deirdre Stokes

Daily Prompts, Quotes

What’s

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What’s your dream job?

My dream job?

To be a writer and write poetry and fiction stories. I’d be putting out two books a year and have a great number of fans and I also would get paid to read 4 to 8 books every month. Now that would be the life!

Poetry

Winter you come

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And you stay

With your windy days

And snowy mornings that turn into cold nights that feel so frosty.

You may need to be thawed out by a warm fire.

But wait not yet for you have to shovel some snow and salt some sidewalks and then when it’s all said and done.

Only then can you sit by the fire, drink some hot chocolate, and melt away the cold of another winter day.

While wondering when will this winter end.

So you can say goodbye to the cold mornings and nights and hello to the warmth and sunshine and nice breezy spring days.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2025 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

When

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Art becomes more than paint on a canvas

Words on a page

Thoughts and ideas that come to life or stay buried out of sight.

When the truth and beautiful become one

Or ugly and painful and messy moments become relatable and powerful pieces.

But wait art can be tasted and smelled and touched and felt and of course seen but its

When life and art become one like breathing and the beating of my heart and the pumping of the blood through my veins are keeping me alive and sane.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2025 By Deirdre Stokes