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Poetry

Seize the

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moment that feels so impossible and make it possible with the biggest smile on your face. 

Don’t let a small or big puddle get in your way of really enjoying the day and capturing all the goodness while you’re at it. 

The morning comes and goes and afternoon arrives and soon is followed by evening to-night and then that day is gone. 

And as you fall asleep that night do you look back on the day and wonder what you could have done differently. 

Because, the next day could be better but only if you choose to make it more than what it starts at. 

Today is a blank canvas and now it’s your turn to paint the joy the light on to the canvas, it’s time to capture the moment and accept that what happens and happens.

But, if you can’t accept it than change it before it’s too late. 

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

You

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Stood out in your red Sweatshirt that day as you stood in front of the waterfall. 

This was a rare moment for you to really let your feels flow freely and not worry about the outcome for you had so much time. 

You never turned to me as you begun to pour out everything that had been bothering you all week. 

You didn’t stop speaking even when somethings were so painful for you to say that you had to stop and breath or wipe your tears. 

But, at the end you got it all out and once again you became that brave, open book that I love to be around. 

You were bold and bright before this darkness fall on you and even though those moments of stress you keep fighting because you didn’t want to quit and give up so easily. 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

When

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did it become you against me.

We used to be a team and we worked hard together to get things done, those times were fun and happy times for me.

Now you ignore me and keep quiet around me like I did something wrong and I want to so bad ask you.

But, the simple hello and what’s going goes unanswered so I know if I say anything else I know I won’t get an answer at all.

Maybe you will look at me annoyed and go back to your work like how dare I bother you today or any day.

When will things get back to normal and not feel like it’s a war that we are in and I’m losing because I didn’t know there was a battle going on in the first place.

I try to rack my brain to think back to the previous days and weeks and see if they was anything that I didn’t do right or wrong and in some way offended you.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

What am

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I waiting for as I stand in the doorway and watch the storm pouring down outside.

I know that I need to get out there and do what needs be done.

But, the rain is pouring down so hard I just don’t know if I will make it make in one piece.

Is it worth getting wet over?

I know that this rain is not going anywhere and so I think I’ll just wait it out and hope for the best.

As I close the door and go back inside I realize that waiting is my best bet at this point as I see more rain than anything else outside.

This storm is here to stay and right now I just have to respect that it’s not going anywhere and waiting it out inside won’t hurt as I did want to have a nice quiet day inside.

 

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Letting go

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of all the things that have left me feeling so down and lost and as I burn these words from my mind. 

I feel free and at peace as the time to mourn over the things that I have lost and the pieces are now healing up. 

I stand here in the dark walking away from all these things and finally I’m walking towards the light and everything is starting to feel right again. 

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Silently

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  • Write three lines inspired by the photo prompt (& give them a title if possible).
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I let you pour it all over me so that you could not hear from me as I became the art piece I always wanted to be, at first glance you may feel that I am something to awe and wow at. 

But, sooner or later you will wonder why me and not you, this piece represents how messing life can get and yet show how there is still good things that come from it. 

 And that sometimes when it become such a mess you feel like you have no voice to share with anyone and so you choose to just be silent for the time being. 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Silently

Poetry

So much

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to do that I thought if I just take the time to organize the things I may need soon would help clear my mind and help me create something unique again. 

As I looked back at the board of colors I just knew whatever it was that I was going to make would be so colorful it would just bring a smile to anyone and everyone’s face. 

I was thrilled to know that tomorrow I could be creating something new and beautiful if only the right colors would just pop out at me today. 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

so much!

Poetry

Am I

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to be scared 

for the rest of my life.

Will I keep running from you

or will I just face you and let the words out. 

Or will you continue to haunt my dreams each and every night 

or will I tire myself out every night and so the dreams don’t come at all. 

But how much longer can I keep living like this and not see any results and 

if I do see them will they last long enough for me to not be this way. 

I don’t want to run anymore and I know every time that I do you laugh 

and smile for you have defeated me so many time it’s a shame. 

Will I ever enjoy these moments again on my own or will you ruin me for life and once 

it’s too late there is no coming back from this moment.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Even

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when you don’t want to open up and tell me what wrong. 

Your eyes always tell me the truth and even when you try to hide behind  the mess you make to cover up the pain. 

I always in the end can read it all on your face and when I confirm all that is wrong and work with you to fix it. 

You seem so surprised that I took the time to figure out what’s going on with you, the minute we became close and I got to know the real you. 

I was hooked and didn’t want to let go for you were a special gem to me and the light that came from you made the darkness in me disappear. 

You were a perfect beat for the song of my life and together we connected a song like no other and as we grew together the song begun to tell our story. 

A story I was sure would end up with a beautiful sunset and many morning waking up knowing we were not alone for we had each other. 

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

I know

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that this is the right move for me as I take a deep breath and let go completely.

I fall so fast the thrill of falling hasn’t felt this good in so long.

I have no doubt that everything will work out as I come down and finally hit the water.

coming up for air just feels so great and nothing is left holding me down.

As I float around in the water I feel so much better than I felt before.

This hot sunny day could only be enjoyed in the water and enjoying nature in all it’s beauty.

As I get out there you stand with a towel and smile on your face and I’ll admit this time you were right.

I so needed this after the week I had.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Locked

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up in a space where all my happiness is locked behind another door and all the creativity is locked behind another door.

This space I am is nothing but dark and the answers to when will everything great come back is just echoing around me but there is no hope I’ll get the answer soon.

My words are gone and maybe they will be forgotten too because I can’t seem to get out of this place.

I want to fight to get to the place that the sun will shine down on me and I will be at peace but, sometimes all the good has to go way and I have to sit in the dark to realize all that I stand for.

Because, I am something worth fighting for and even though things are not looking up that is not a reason to give up.

The step that I am on now is rest and to stop over giving what you do not have left to give.

I am on empty and there is not much more I can offer out to those who have taken it all because no one else is as willing or able to give so much.

I am not moving forward at the moment for I am resting and I am centering myself back to who I was before and maybe I will have become so much more when this process is done and over.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

 

Poetry

I don’t know

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where things are going and yet I feel like there is so much more that I could have right now.

I know that I’m supposed to be able to do a lot but, right now I’m tired and two days just doesn’t seem enough anymore.

I don’t have the strength to do anything or I just don’t feel like doing anything when I do have the time.

My body doesn’t want to run around and do the things it does doing the week, my soul feels like it’s searching for more in this life.

The words are on repeat and so they are not coming out as much when the inspiration is basically not existing.

The feeling of being overwhelmed is overpowering and sometimes I have to stop and just sit for a while before I can get myself together again.

 

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Not giving

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up even though I’m in my darkness moments and life just seems to suck. 

And all I want to do is scream and not care about the things I’m suppose to care about. 

I just want to live in my peace and calm bubble that protects me from the crap that falls on me. 

Its like I’m trapped in the middle of a storm that just doesn’t seem to be stopping anytime soon. 

I hope the sun will come out soon and I can finally get out of this place and smile as everything dries up from the storm and the birds come out again and sing a happy song as they fly from tree to tree. 

 

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

 

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Poetry

I can’t

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stop now as the beat gets louder around me.

I just move to the beat and let go from all the stressful things.

The music heals me from the wounds I didn’t want but come at me when I’m less expected it.

The beat and my heart are beating so fast that I hope it don’t just burst out of my chest.

I close my eyes and lean my head back and just enjoy this moment of peace and, I just think about how I can’t stop listening to this music.

Which always seems to help me figure out how to solve some of my problems in the end.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Daily Prompt: Premature

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The moment was premature because neither she or him knew this was the moment that would change everything.

They didn’t know that the  moment that felt strange and out-of-place would be the moment that would change everything.

The thought that this premature love was something that would come back and make a future love that would last longer than it took for them to realize it wasn’t just a one time chance that got them to this place.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Daily Prompt: Premature