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Poetry

Nothing last

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Forever and as I pull you into the next season

I feel the wind and rain trying to pull you into the storm.

We’ve been trying to outrun these storms for the last few months.

But this time, I’m tired, and I know you will catch me if I fall.

But how many more seasons will we be blessed with?

I know I shouldn’t worry about the end, but like a good story, I always want to see the beginning and the end before I’m delighted that it’s okay to enjoy it.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2024 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

You are

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My moonlight

The single rose in my hand

Nothing simple about the way you make me feel.

This night is unique, as I recall when you called and asked me out.

And when you handed me the rose, I thought it was cute and sweet.

The rest of the night was history, so every night when I can’t sleep, I stand by the window with that rose in hand and remember how it used to be when you were so sweet.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2023 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Pour out

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Of me as the heat is turned up.

And everything is intense, and nothing is left innocent anymore.

You don’t get to walk out that door and face the sun like any other day.

For today if you go, you will end up like a puddle on the floor.

I tried to warn you it was too hot, but you told me to mine my business.

And so here I am inside with cold air blowing at me.

And you, my friend, sunburnt inside whining about how cruel today has been to you.

But to tell the truth, the day warned you in many ways, and you still thought it would not hurt you.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2023 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

He said

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Three Line Tales 234

three line tales 234: a man playing the fiddle on a boat
photo by Calum MacAuley

Let’s go on the boat and let me play you a song that will make you forget.

Everything as music becomes your purpose and desire.

My mind goes blank and I become one with the song.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2020 By Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

LOVE

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That word fills me up inside when I think about you on this snowy day.

I didn’t expect you to come to me that day for it was bad out but, you said you couldn’t spend one more moment without me in your arms. 

And as you lifted me up  that day and I kissed you on the cheek, I finally knew that you were the one and I whispered in your ear ” I love you”. 

And you breathed a sigh of relief as it’s been a little over a week since you said it to me and now that I’ve said it there is hope for so much more to happen between us as this year comes to an end. 

And so we will reflect on all the things we have done since that day and all we have done before. 

And the truth is we will treasure all those moments for years to come when we look back on how far we have come. 

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

Help me

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100 Word Wednesday: Week 92

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from the coldness of the blood color water I stretch out my hands in hope that someone will see me and will come and help me.

But, the water is getting colder by the minute and I don’t know how much longer I can wait for someone to come. 

Today wasn’t suppose to be like this but, I decided to go to beach to see the rare sight of red water and red sky it was supposed to be a great experience and not end with me overboard and alone. 

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Help me!

Poetry

Light

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Three Line Tales, Week 137

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photo by Nathan Wright via Unsplash

You’ll find full guidelines on the TLT page – here’s the tl;dr:

  • Write three lines inspired by the photo prompt (& give them a title if possible).
  • Link back to this post (& check the link shows up under the weekly post).
  • Tag your post with 3LineTales (so everyone can find you in the Reader).
  • Read and comment on other TLT participants’ lines.
  • Have fun.

 

They told me not to go in the room which light is left on at night when all is dark but, I just couldn’t sit by and keep wondering.

What was inside for I just had to know for myself if the stories were true and if I would make it out that door again. 

I slowly walked down the stairs and towards the door in hope that I would be alive and around to tell what I had seen that night, as I got closer to the door I heard voices talking and not just about anything but about me and then I looked through the crack in the door and what I saw was unbelievable that I never spoke it of it the next day or ever. 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Light

Poetry

I shine

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my light into the sky and what do I see on this dark night.

So many stars in the sky but it’s not the stars that catch my eye. 

It’s the big creature that is looking down at me like it’s been waiting for me to shine my light on it. 

It’s something I’ve not ever seen before and as I stand here looking up at it I feel scared and amazed at the same time. 

I can’t stop looking and I can’t move from this spot and I don’t know how long I’ve been out here. 

But, I know someone will come looking for me and right now I just don’t want to be found or for them to see you and warn the others. 

For I feel you are not here to hurt me but see the world that I live on and to maybe help me. 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

Did

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I ignore it when everything was bright and seeing the truth was so clear for me.

Now all I can see is bits and pieces of light as I go through my day and week.

Did I lead myself into this tunnel of darkness and will I be able to get myself out of this or will they be right that there is no kindness when it comes to me.

I am the darkness in your night and the nightmare in your dreams and even when you are up you can still feel me.

Hear my dark words whispering to you as you just begin to smile I take that happiness away from you and steal your joy without a blink of the eye.

I find joy in your misery because it makes me feel so strong that you thought you could out run me.

My name is what you wish you knew so that you could get away from me and erase me from you mind and you want to stand strong at the end of this battle.

But, I truly don’t want to leave for I like weakening you and taking all that you have and hoping one day you will be completely mine.

I’ll let you keep guessing who I am but, the truth is I don’t want to tell you and give you that power over me.

 

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

Sunrise

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You are my sunrise, you light up my life in the morning and make every day a special occasion.

You are bright and some days you are different then the day before and even though your moods change I still love you so.

Your beautiful and amazing and even though some times I have to close my eyes when I first see you in the morning.

I know watching for the time that you are up and about is worth the little bit of sleep I missing out on.

My days with you are always days full of smiles and joy and laughter is never far behind either.

Days with you are the days I live for now and forever more.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

Here we go

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again the three of us hanging out always spells for a good time.

Laughter is always loud and around when we are together even if it just for a hour and a half.

We try to meet up more but lately these have been a little busy for us all but, I know that soon things will slow down.

We love to shop together and walk around together laughing and catching up with no care in the world.

We have always had each other’s back since day one of this friendship, even with the odd number of three we always made it work and made sure no one felt left out.

They always said trouble was coming when the three of us got together and maybe sometime we cause a little damage here and there but we always fixed what we broke.

Our style is each unique and different that no matter apart of together we always commented on something we care wearing.

We accept each other flaws and know that at the end of the day we have each others back and nothing will keep us apart for long.

For we became friends at 6 years old and we because family soon after.

Our pain whether separate or together we comfort each other in person or on the phone for at the end of day we know that we don’t want to be missing the other in the reality that they are not coming back.

We spend time together like it’s our last and we know if it is we lived it to the fullest with no regrets and no opportunities left unturned.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

Your

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Smile captured my heart every time I see you doing something you love like playing on your guitar on your days off.

Or when you laugh at something that’s funny to you that laugh I could listen to all night if I have too.

There is so much joy and light inside of you that spending time with you always puts me in a good mood.

You tell me to follow my dreams for you see so much potential in me and you know that only over time will I keep growing the gift that I was blessed with.

You smile at me and laugh when I’m being so stubborn and you know that if I just let go and ask for help things would be so much more simpler for me.

You are one lucky person I tell you all the time because you get to know me and you laugh because you know I’m right and yet you just won’t admit it.

For me being right would just grow my already big head.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

If only

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they knew the truth about your wicked ways.

The breath so hot it feels like a dragon breathing down my neck.

The strength of your words always feel like I’m drowning with bricks tied to my feet.

The days that I count until you’re not around to hunt me down like a wolf looking for its next meal.

The sweat I feel dripping down my neck as I fear what will happen to me if I mess up again in front of you.

No witnesses to watch you take your anger out on me.

I want to be free from this prison I live in only to wander through life not knowing what to do next with my desire to be free at last.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

Do you hear

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me here as I sit here to wait for you to arrive, repeating each word out loud until I remember each word.

I know that if this speech doesn’t go right it won’t just embarrasses me but you too and I just don’t think I can let my failure be yours too.

I woke up this morning with all the confidence in the world that things were going to go well.

Now, as it pours down raining outside all the good luck I felt before just feels like it got washed away.

As panic set in I want so bad for this to work out because I just can’t continue on with knowing that there is more out there and I have so much to offer.

Just when I am so close to having a panic attack, I get a text from you saying just breathe I’m on my way sorry traffic was crazy.

Today will go down just the way you pictured it, a win that you deserve and will receive because you are what they are looking for and they would be fools to pass you by.

Just like that the switch of doubt is turned back off and I start to get my confidence back and when you arrive.

I already know that tonight will be a success because  I am me because of you and all the support you have given me during this time.

Tonight was one of the best wins I have gotten in a while but, I know soon the look on your face will be the greatest win I could have asked for.

To forever with you and to slowly climbing the ladder of success one day at a time.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

Daily Prompt: Deplete

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He depleted all the funds from your joint account and he wasted no time to get away and never to be seen again.

You thought you could trust him and you felt mad and sad all at the same time.

But, the truth was he did more deplete on your energy and time then on the money because most of the money was his and not much of yours.

For, you learned a long time ago that what is your’s is best kept with you and someone who wants to spend all the time will take more than their own in the end.

You were relieved that the account was finally closed and he was gone.

For you didn’t sign up to do all the work on your own for there was always the two of you and in the end.

It was just you and even though it was a struggle you did it all on own and no one could tell you that you didn’t work hard in the end.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Daily Prompt: Deplete