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Poetry

My mind

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It is full of thoughts and words, but for who?

And how do I get them out even though the feeling fills me?

I want to spill my guts, but the words aren’t even forming a sentence; just that I need to get it out.

Or the happiness and uncertainty could swallow me whole, and I don’t know what to do it does?

I should wait for God to help me lay it out for that person.

And right now, I feel your arms around me as peace comes over me, and I get ready to relax for the night, for it has been a long day.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2023 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

When it storms

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It pours and the rain is coming down

And I feel like I am being pulled in many directions as the wind blows left than right.

I don’t know how to feel as everything falls upon me.

And the branch knocks me out, and the life I fell into is the one I’ve been searching for, but now what?

Do I get to keep this life that feels so good and positive, a life that is full for me and everyone around me?

All those things that used to stop me in my tracks are gone, and now the storms don’t bother me anymore.

As I walk into this world, knowing myself and loving myself is my truth.

And when the doubt or harsh words of others are thrown at me.

I smile, for I know where they used to be, and one day, they might be where I am if they just let go and embrace the unknown.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2023 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Life

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Can be light and so freeing

Like the breeze of air flowing into your life, like a lovely day in the fall, sometimes life can seem so dark, like the night.

You told me to keep quiet for who knows what’s lurking in the shadows.

But my voice is like a bird. Sometimes, it can’t be silent to protect those who play the victim card all the time out of fear of being turned in because they’re always looking for a way to blame others for the problems they don’t want to face.

To be silent again feels like being that little girl who had a voice but was too afraid to speak up for fear of others turning on her.

But I’m not that little girl anymore, and I won’t go back to the past where her voice didn’t matter.

For I know her voice matters and so does mine.

So, where do we go if we can’t say what needs to be told in this place anymore?

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2023 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

I don’t

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Want to wait around for something to happen.

I’m tired of feeling like I’m the only one they can relay on.

When do I get my break?

Before I break down and become useless, too?

I can’t trust you anymore, for lies pour out your mouth like a waterfall.

Leaving me angry and annoyed

But who am I to complain when I’ve known for a while who you are and what you do!

So here I am, tossing and turning, but sleep will not come, and yet again, a long night awaits me.

To dislike you is my truth because hate is a strong word, and you are not strong enough to deserve it.

One day, I won’t look back and wonder whatever happened to you, for I’m sure you will still be playing the same games as before I left.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2023 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Oh god

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Why have I been fighting you on what to do?

Because I tried it my way, and I burned out

All that was around me was darkness, and yet I still stumbled around like a fool.

Only to see when I came out, you were there with light to guide me in a new way.

And yet, I stubbornly still tried to do it my way.

Only to end up not doing much of anything

And then the light bulb went off, and I realized the things I could do were because they were what you needed me to do.

The only way I could overcome this hurdle was to let you guide me.

So here I am doing what feels right and what you want, and now it’s what I wish for, too. And this way, I will get it all, but only when you say it is due.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2023 By Deirdre Stokes

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I never

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Thought starting over would feel this way

I was off to a great start, and then I got stuck

In the mud called struggles and uncertainty, and here I still am.

I am unsure how to move forward as I sit here wanting more, but I am unsure how to get it anymore.

The drive isn’t as strong, and my life feels like living.

There’s no reason to push myself to keep learning and growing.

Even though those are things I want to do

Are there things I need to do right now?

I don’t know anymore, so my mind is running in circles, trying to figure out what I’ve been up to these last couple of years and whether I will ever make another move this year.

As the mud quickly turns into quicksand, I feel I’ll sink before I figure this out.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2023 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

The storm

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Arrived again, and the lighting and thunder came along too.

And inside, I was safe as the lighting lit up the sky.

And all I could think of was where we’re you as the rain poured down and the low rumble of the thunder could be heard.

And then, like the lightning, my phone lit up, and there you were saying you were safe and sound.

As my heart calmed, so did the storm, and soon all was well again.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2023 By Deirdre Stokes

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Like the storm

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Raging outside I want to be someone you remember.

I want to step into your life like a storm that blows out all the things you thought you knew.

I want to brighten up all the darkness and anger in your life.

I want you to smile and embrace me as I deliver you from the hell you grew used to.

And I want to walk you into a life that feels like heaven, and sometimes it will rain, but letting it all out is the only way to survive this life I see us in.

So please give me a chance, and I promise I won’t hurt you, and when I give up, you will know I gave my all, for it is not easy for me to wave my white flag.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2023 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

stunning

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The photographer said.

So innocent and young I was

I felt strong and a little bit of a badass in my blue dress and cowboy hat.

The sun shining behind me

Setting the mood for this photo, yet all I can think of is “ow.” These rocks and grains are hurting my knee once the photo was taken.

I was helped up, and I brushed those darn little rocks away.

I know the shoot was great, but nothing great comes without a bit of pain.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2023 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Oh today

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How you drained me of my energy

Starting from my head to my whole body

Rest was all I wanted and all I could afford to do today.

There were moments of strength and weakness, and I moved as necessary.

I am glad to have this day of rest, as I look forward to getting something done tomorrow.

Today made me realize I needed to slow down and take my time or truly rest, for taking care of myself is essential.

I know what I need to do tomorrow, but for now, I will rest and focus on being in the present moment.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2023 By Deirdre Stokes

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Behind the wall

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I used to hide my true self as the gem so beautiful that only a few will ever truly meet her.

The girl who was scared to break free when she had something to say

But now that girl is a woman who speaks her mind, for she is tired of being treated like she doesn’t matter or her time isn’t as precise as the rest.

She doesn’t continue to sit on the sidelines and just be silent when she has something to say because you’re too scared to step out of line, for he doesn’t want to be punished.

But how long do you want to stay silent?

I’ve allowed myself to be kept behind those walls out of fear and lack of confidence.

But no more, I matter, and my voice will be heard whether you like it or not because you should be considered for others for once in your life. Because I’m tired of making excuses for you, you smile and move on.

I’ve had enough, and the thing is, there is no way to put me back in that wall, for the power of my voice coming out of me is too powerful for me to stay silent ever again.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2023 By Deirdre Stokes

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Everyday

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I want to thank you, Lord

When I think I don’t know what to do next

You show me just what I need, and the peace and your love guide me.

I can’t help but smile and move through my day as if I’m floating on air.

To feel so free and right and know that if someone steps in my way, I will sidestep them and keep moving.

For I am unstoppable now, and I don’t want to go back as I let go of the last couple of days and just enjoy this day.

A day wrapped in your warmth and love, and I know this is the start I needed to come back stronger and wiser than before.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2023 By Deirdre Stokes

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Making connections

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It’s the way we were made

And sometimes, it can be wonderful to laugh and talk with people who relate to you.

To have an unexpected connection is excellent as you get to know someone you didn’t think you would end up bonding with.

The feeling of being happy to see them

And knowing that feeling is mutual

And connecting and still not agreeing on the same things but still coming back and talking some more.

Sometimes, heads are butted, and we feel unheard or dismissed, but sometimes, we get in our feelings because it’s harder to trust and keep friends at some point in life.

So authentic connections sometimes are rare, and when you find one, you want to hold on for dear life for you get to the point where you see through the people who are nice to you to know your business and then toss you to the side when they feel better comes along.

We still crave connection, but we become more guarded sometimes; we throw it all to the wind and let fate and destiny take the wheel as we risk putting ourselves out there. Sometimes, it pays off, and your fairytale friendship is born.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2023 By Deirdre Stokes

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Hanging on

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To hope like a loss thread that everything will work out.

But then my true desire pulls me forward and there’s no going back now.

As the feeling is so strong, I can’t ignore it, and once I face it, it feels so right.

And all along, what was I thinking when this is what I was meant to do?

It’s like my plans were not suitable, and now I’m back where I was a month ago, doing the thing I love.

And I know now my plans weren’t God’s, and so on a wild goose tale I went.

Not looking around or about because I thought I was right, and life just laughed at me, and now I see how silly I was.

Oh, how I laugh as I open my eyes and enjoy the beauty of a new day. And I know I will never forget what a lesson I learned today.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2023 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

I went seeking

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The letters that would tell me about you

The one person I never got to know before I was born.

When my eyes opened for the first time, you were already gone.

But all my life, they said I looked and acted just like you.

So, on a bright sunny morning, I found the dresser filled with your words, and I read them until I could see out my eyes from all the tears I cried.

But as the sun shined through and I got through half of your letters, I am so grateful you wrote to me and about your life.

So now, as I walk through this life, I have pieces of you with me no matter where I go.

And I hope one day to write as beautifully as you once did, grandmother.

Because of you, I love to write and sing, and one day, everyone will know me for me and as your granddaughter, too.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2023 By Deirdre Stokes