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Daily Prompt: Tenterhooks

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Tenterhooks something some used back in the day to hang their laundry and something some still do now.

Somethings you would think wouldn’t still be around but it is for some have grown up using them and why stop doing something if it worked for you then and it still works now.

You may have to make more trips outside because of the weather than you would have if you had a washer and dryer.

But, you enjoy the amount of time it takes to do this and it keeps you moving through out your day.

Something from the past that you not only share with the ones you love  but something you learned to do when you were little and something you cherish as you continue to grow up and live on your own.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Daily Prompt: Tenterhooks

Poetry

The horse

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Three Line Tales, Week 96

photo by Patrick Wittke via Unsplash

  • 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.

 

Like the horse I didn’t want the snow to come at all this year, for it would get so cold when it would snow and the thought of facing the cold outside when all I want to do is stay inside.

Away from everyone else my sense of calmness and peace was in the air and I knew I didn’t have to worry about what was going on back home for I was on this lovely ranch for as long as I wanted. 

I know this time would get me eady for the all the things that are coming my way this winter and this upcoming holiday, the time for a lonely time will soon be far and a distant memory. 

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

Daily Prompt: Gratitude

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So much to be thankful for that sometimes it’s hard to say the words that need to be said.

For so many emotions sometimes just become overwhelming and I just need to take sometime to process it all before I can just let it out. 

But, when I am so thankful for someone I let them know and I try not to wait so long for life is short and missed opportunities sometimes eat you up inside when the one you want to say the words to are not around anymore and there is no amount of wishing to bring them back. 

Be thankful for every moment you get with the ones you love and be thankful that you get the chance to survive to see another day even if that day wasn’t that great. 

For one day everything will just click and you will wonder how lucky you got to live the life you are living now. 

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Daily Prompt: Gratitude

Poetry

How many poems

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do I need to write to get your attention

for I don’t know how much creativity is left in me right now.

I may have to take a break and come back to write something that will finally catch your eye.

I’m trying to be who you need me to be right now but, how can I be when the hope and magic that once put a fire under me that burned to strong.

Nothing could stop me from writing for my fingers just needed to type or write on a piece of paper.

And now the thoughts don’t come out or my fingers just don’t feel inspired anymore and even when I do write something good the flow just doesn’t continue on.

It ends with that piece and the next time I think of writing it just feels like I’m poking at a fire that has been gone out in the hopes that it will start-up again.

And the writing and the feeling inside of me will feel the same again and all my work and hopes won’t be so discouraged.

But, every time things slow do that feeling of dread comes over me and I just can’t seem to go on but yet I sit here knowing I’m beyond tired but yet my body and soul has yet to give up even when I know it’s time for me to move forward.

It’s time for me to finally rest my eyes and sleep a little longer for its time to stop fighting and just give up.

The tears will stop falling and I will slowly become strong and closed off again but, right the feeling of being alone doesn’t bother me as much as it used too.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

You were

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the hope I was looking  for.

The peace I needed to wash over me

the smile that lifted up my spirit after a long day.

The arms that picked me up when I couldn’t go on anymore

The joke I needed to hear, so that I could laugh again.

The eraser I needed to erase all the things that didn’t matter anymore from my brain and my devices.

Your one of the reasons I have a new beginning and hope that everything will workout.

You’re the reason I’m still fighting this thing called life.

Living for me because you gave up your life for me, trying to do what’s right and praying that things will get better but that I will take something away from all that has happened to me.

I won’t give up for you are there for me now as you were there for me than.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Daily Prompt: Popular

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To be well liked by so many people

may have seemed like a good thing

at one moment of your life.

But, now you enjoy your alone time

that excludes other people and the peace and quiet.

Unless you listen to you favorite songs well getting lost in a book that keeps you reading for days.

This book you read is one of those well liked books and every time you are out and a bout reading it, someone always comments on how great and wonderful it is.

And for once you just want some peace and quiet and don’t want anyone to want to hangout around you and you feel right now I need to be unlike and just left to do what I want in peace.

So, being popular or have a very well liked object it’s just best to keep to yourself until maybe everyone gets tired of seeing you and will fade into the background.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

 

Daily Prompt: Popular

Poetry

I close

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my eyes and for a moment I feel the peace that I’ve been looking for.

The peace that finally puts me at ease.

No more feeling so lost and hopeless in these moments that define my life and who I am.

Days seem so long only to come to an end so much sooner than I am ready to let them go, I feel like my drive is running on low and even though I need so much more energy to go on.

I still hold on hoping the right words will come out before my head hits the pillow and I am out for the night.

Even though sometimes it is no longer night-time when I go to bed and then soon the light is shining straight at me and sleep has faded from my mind and the day has begun.

Even though my eyes are still tired and my body just doesn’t want to get up, I somehow get back up and start my day in the hope that I will find my way again in this thing called life.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Daily Prompt: Irrelevant

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So many things become irrelevant as you realize the most important things in life aren’t the things you can buy.

So much hype about things that maybe you need them when life knocks you on your butt and it shocks you to the core.

That nothing can distant you from this feeling you are feeling inside right now and even though you have to move on with your life.

You know that nothing will ever be the same again.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Daily Prompt: Irrelevant

Poetry

Wow!

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Week 86 of Three Line Tales

photo by Ben White via Unsplash

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).

 

I can’t believe the cool pictures this book has and to think I didn’t really like reading until now.

I was just blown away by all the cool things I learned and I just couldn’t wait to tell my cousins all about it.

Today is just the best day ever!

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

WOW!

 

Poetry

October is almost here!

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100 Word Wednesday: Week 37

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October is almost here the month of Halloween

the one time of year everyone wants to dress up.

And celebrate and create something spooky or cool

so here I am creating this cool skeleton jelly.

I didn’t think it would turn out so great and even better it taste just so good

that everyone wanted more and depended I make it at my annual Halloween party this year.

I’m looking forward to some spooky creation to appear for October is one of my favorite months.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

October is almost here!

Poetry

No more

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words can come out of my mouth

or float in mind as the day goes on.

And everything about me just shuts down inside

with no hope to surface until the day I’ve been waiting for comes.

The things that were so thought out just don’t matter and the pain just makes it all seem so not worth it.

I can barely focus on today and I still have a tomorrow to deal with.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

 

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Daily Prompt: Peculiar

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She was unusually quiet today

That smile that brighten up rooms

was nowhere to be found.

Everyone was waiting for her to let them in on what was bothering her

but she never said a word to anyone and just stared on like she was dead inside.

It was like someone had knocked out the light inside of her and it was freaky to see such a happy person walk around like something was draining her down.

She worked as hard as before but the smile and laugh you loved to see and hear was gone.

She swear you heard her say something but yet the voice didn’t quite sound like her, she was the fresh air when you walked out your door and the sweet sounds of birds in the morning.

The cool breeze on a super hot day, she was the spring to the worst winter you had ever seen.

And now you felt so lost and the steps to figure it out just don’t seem possible when your light has dimmed and she isn’t there to guide you through this path your on now.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Daily Prompt: Peculiar

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Daily Prompt: Priceless

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Every moment with you has been priceless

From the first time I made you smile to the first time you made me laugh.

From the first moment your eyes locked with mine

From the moment you said I was your best friend.

To the moment I knew just being best friends wasn’t going to do either of us any good

To the moment you said you loved me and would do anything to protect me.

So many memories I cherish because each and every one of them had you in them

A smile or laugh that was so true and real, caught in a moment that would forever be burned into my mind.

Together when we get old we will look at those moments and realize there is nothing in this world that we could ever trade that would be worth the risk we took to be together.

Our moments, our love it was all priceless for the life we chose was always meant to be and anything we couldn’t get wasn’t something we needed then or now.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Daily Prompt: Priceless

 

Poetry

Fire

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It first starts in my throat and I feel like my breath was just taken from me and then it begins to grow into my stomach until I curled up in so much pain.
That it just doesn’t seem possible for one person to be able to handle all of t his at once without passing out.
I reach out for a bottle of water to quench my thirst to put out the fire in my throat for I’ve seen better days.
I try so hard to feel better so that I can get back to feeling secure in the body that carries me through it all.
I fight for my sanity as my head begins to spin but yet I can’t give up for they are counting on me even though I’m barely holding on myself.
Some how I get through it all just to crash and burn the next day and then back to being okay the next.
There is a war going on inside of my body and I don’t think that I’m winning right now but the battle is not over yet.
I’m not fully myself yet but I’m fighting with all I got to get back to the me  that was strong and dependable no matter what was thrown my way.
 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

You stood

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there looking at me with so much love something I hadn’t seen in a long time

the moment seemed like a fairytale.

Too good to be true or real, My heart beating so fast as you walked towards me and opened your arms.

And nothing I could do could stop myself from falling into those arms and feeling  like I was finally home.

You whisper in my ear to let it all out and just like that you were my strength as I became so vulnerable just then in your arms.

You carried me from the darkness and into the light as if I weighted nothing.

Without the baggage I left in the dark, life seemed much easier to take and breathe in as the day went on and spent sometime with you.

I didn’t know I had been waiting for this moment until this moment came along and slapped me in the face.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes