Poetry

IT’S SO

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cold outside that all I can think of once I’m inside again is a nice cup of hot chocolate with some whip cream on top or marshmallows.

To help warm me up inside again for I am not ready for how cold it is right now as the days get closer to Thanksgiving and then Christmas.

But I do enjoy a day of being inside and just watching a movie well been all warm and not having to deal with the cold outside, for I am not ready for snow when it gets too cold.

I can barely stand the weather now as it goes up and down and the wind isn’t helping at all either.

But tonight I’ll try to forget the cold as I wrap up in my blanket and drink something hot and sweet and think about warm things as it rains all night long.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2019 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Shower me

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with your love as today has been a long day and I really need to feel happiness around me.

To feel the joy of being around each other build up inside of me until there is nothing but excitement inside of me just waiting to come out.

To feel something more than loneliness  for two days where everything is silent at night and the urge to do what needs to get done is more clear now as it has ever been.

It’s time to be covered and surrounded by love for the changes that are happening are not going to throw my life into a bigger mess than it already is.

Days and nights seem to go by so quickly and urge to get up bright and early isn’t something I look forward too on the weekdays and even less on the weekends.

Two days just don’t seem like enough time for me to figure it out before there is a knock on my door and it is time to get out and about as Saturday turns into Sunday which ends us with Sunday and that’s when the stress comes back on but the sleep takes over and the thoughts of everything fade away for a night and some of the morning.

 
Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2019 By Deirdre Stokes

 

 

Poetry

Wasting time

Just to not lay my head down after such a long day it’s what I should do.

But the sadness inside of me is overwhelming and sleep is far from my mind.

As the day comes to an end and my body is weak and tired.

Yet I keep going on even once I’m home because I want to enjoy my peace and quiet.

For sometimes the world brings you monsters in the daytime only to let you not have to worry about them at night.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2019 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

So much

To accept and now the battle feels so unreal.

I know the faith of getting out feels so slim right now.

But I won’t give up for I know settling will win me nothing in the end.

The answer to what needs to be done is so unclear.

I don’t mean to be mean but the ending I knew how it would end and now the struggle will not work out for them.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2019 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Its time

 to move forward with my head up high and my feet moving with urgency.

In the hope that things will workout for me.

This week has been long and tiring and so stressful that I just wanted to scream.

I’m so tired I don’t want to get back up as my body aches and my mind says today

Is the day to make the right decision.

As time goes by I realize why did I stay for so long only to be losing more than my mind at this point.

 In the hopes that things will get better I can only pray it will all work out for me.

 But only time will tell if I make it out before it all crash down around me.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2019 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

The weather

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is changing and soon it will be too cold for one to just dip their hand in the river for it will be frozen soon.

And being outside will be no fun but being inside watching as the season changes from fall to winter.

Wondering if I had truly wished for this kind of weather so soon.

Will it be hot again next week or will it stay cold for the rest of this fall.

I will not know until tomorrow and than the next day until one day the weather will just drop completely and you will wake with a sight of a frost and the sight of your breathe in the air and you will just know fall is no more.

 

 

 

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2019 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

You didn’t

Week 195 of Three Line Tales.

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think I’d climb back up that cliff and take you on again then you must of thought I’d just let you knock me down and that I wouldn’t get back up.

Well you were wrong and now I’m all dirty and mad and just so ready to get back up to the top so I can give you a piece of my mind and try to hold back the anger inside of me.

But, I can’t guarantee I can hold back from beating your ass for you made the wrong move, you let me see you did this to me.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2019 By Deirdre Stokes

You didn’t!

Poetry

That feeling

Is growing strongly

Inside of me and yet.

I still don’t know what to do about it but it leaves me feeling somewhat empty.

I don’t know what it will take to fill this

hole up.

But it comes and goes as I realize I have a content life for the most part.

But I know there is so much more for me to do and yet the only in my way right now is myself.

Maybe soon I will step out of my own way and make room for something new.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2019 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Cold all

 Around as fall finally pulls into town

The feeling of needing to layer up is here and as it feels good.

To feel the warmth and not the cold around you as the leafs start to fall and you are surrounded with color and hope.

You realize there is so much to look forward too at this time.

So many things screaming for your attention and you want to focus on them all.

However, you know you have to play it smart and focus on one at a time or you will still be in a mess when fall turns into winter.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2019 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

What

 Is it that is holding us back and that’s got us walking around like ghost.

Doing the same thing all over again day in and day out whether we’re at home or outside.

Nothing feels new and exciting anymore and to go out and find it just feelings tiring and kind of hopeless.

Do I keep trying in hopes to find something new or just give up and accept how things are for the rest of my life?

The question that seems to keep coming up but the answer never seems to become clearer to me.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2019 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

The daily prompt

From September 24th

I have to write a story using three scenes a train station, a sheriff’s office, and a general store.

It all started at the train station, we are supposed to meet at 5pm to catch our 6:15 train out of town to see his parents my future in-laws.

But his no where to be found and his not answering his phone it’s really starting to piss me off. It’s now five-thirty and he still hasn’t came around.

Ugh, maybe something happen for it’s so unlike him to be late. I better head over to police station and see if they have any knowledge about my missing man.

Lucky for me the sheriff’s office isn’t that far away and they are super busy and even once I get to speak to someone it’s no use for he hasn’t been gone long enough for anyone but me to care.

Looking down at my watch as I open the door to the crisp night air and realize it’s now 5:45pm. I decide if only one of make them trip than at least I’ll still have a good time.

As I was almost back at the train station and it was not 5:50pm and I just was walking passed the general shop and there you were with snacks in your hand and standing behind two men and a very tall blonde head women.

I rushed inside and hit your arm and demanded to know where you have been and why are you buying snacks when were so close to missing the train and the next one is a hour away. 

You ensure me that we will make it and that the line is moving and all will be well as we will be getting on the train tonight. Three minutes later you are at the register and paying for your treats and two bottles of water and I as you grab your receipt from the cashier we race out the door and enter the train station at 6pm. 

We run to where our train is boarding and lucky for us it’s a crowded train or the doors could have been closed by now, as the attended looks at our tickets and we walk down the lit hall way that leads to the platform where all the trains are we follow the few people in front of us as we board the train and 6:10pm with five minutes to spare. 

And all I could think of now is how I want to hit you so much for this night was suppose to go so smoothly and some how you turned it so upside down and you didn’t even really apologies about being late. And just as I’m getting comfortable you hand me a bottle of water and my favorite chocolate that is hard to find to me and just like that everything is forgiven. 

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2019 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Living in

 

 The moment and forgetting about all the things that are holding me back.

It’s now or never to hope to move forward in this life given to me.

I can’t keep holding on to what if’s and how come that can’t happen for me.

For at the end of the day this journey will end with me standing up knowing I did all I could do with the help of my lord.

Not waiting around hoping an greater opportunity will just fall in my lap and that will be the turn of a lifetime.

It’s up to me to put things in motion and do the right thing for when it’s too late who will save me other than my lord.

People come and go from my life as fast as I can blink or read a new book.

I know things can change and well we can be ghosted but it’s what you do next with your life that truly shows how strong you can be.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2019 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Today I

Welcome to Week 189 of Three Line Tales.

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think I’ll just sit back and watch you behind this box with no regard towards you if this is creepy or annoying.

I don’t want to do much today but watching you seems like fun and I can tell you don’t like it as much as I do but, well you do it to me all the time and I don’t like it either.

But, yet you don’t stop watching my every move as if I’m up to something when we’ll  sometimes I’m not, but other times I maybe about to do something naughty but you still love me either way right?

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2019 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

I have

 Become that person who is always there

But who am I right now in this moment.

And will I ever really know unless I make a change and I stop just being there.

I can’t continue like this because I’m always waking up to a moment when I don’t know who I have become.

I’m losing everything because I’m too afraid to just go for it.

For I’m afraid to fail and be right back in this same space I was years ago.

With no hope of grown and the answer to the questions I so badly needed answers to.

And for what?

For a paid check that will get me through until next time and then when next time comes will I still stay and wonder what it would be like to truly live this dream.

I guess it’s time to open the door that has been waiting for me to stop pretending and fitting in.

And start just standing out and doing the very thing that makes me feel alive and human.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2019 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Is it me

 

 Who has to step up

And make the final decision.

Only a couple of months left in the year

And yet it feels like enough time to make a mark.

So many emotions going around that I don’t know

what to listen to my heart or my gut.

The days feel like they are flying by and the situation that I am in don’t seem that great but I fight on with hope to come and win it all.

No more uncertain moments or questions

It’s now or never and right now I’m so ready to leap into this new destination

With nothing but faith that it will all workout for me.

 

 

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2019 By Deirdre Stokes