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Book Reviews/Praise, Writing Fiction

When you

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Stop hesitating and hiding what is about to happen in your life.

And you wake up on Sunday morning and post what is to come everywhere!

But inside, you are still nervous, but this is the life you love, for writing is your passion.

On Tuesday, May 23rd, the sequel to my first fiction book, “The Curse of Wayward Forest,” is coming out and is currently on pre-order for $0.99 on Amazon. Here is the link https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0C5S1HVQ5 and a short trailer of my book. Have a blessed Day and Week ahead, and thanks for your continuous support of my blog.

Poetry

To be

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still and be one with all that is around you is hard for us

But if we could be as still as a bird on a flower

would we ever deeply miss certain things in life?

Or would we see what we are missing and find a way to make it a part of our lives

These are the questions that run through my mind as I am still as I wait for my dog to stop sniffing everything I can move again.

But still a part of me wishes to be still and just enjoy the things that make my life great and peaceful and at the same time forget about what others have to say.

And just live my life the way it should be, for at the end of the day I will always have to live with myself but everyone else only gets to see a few pieces of me.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2023 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

I didn’t

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Know I needed to get up, dance, and let the stress wash away.

As the frustration of these last two weeks got the best of me

As the music played and we danced to the beat, the tears and fears poured out of me as we danced the night away.

I knew I would be okay for you two would always have my back, and next time, I won’t wait so long to let you two in and let the things that bother me out.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2023 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

When nothing

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Else in life is clear I’ve always had you to guide and hold me.

And as I lie my head on you should and my hand on your heart that beats on and on.

I wish the simple things were all we lived for, and the big things would be up for us to grab when we’re ready.

So I wouldn’t have to depend on you always to comfort me when I mess up, and maybe then I would be strong enough to get through on my own.

I know we’re not children anymore, and I have to stand on my own, for you have troubles too.

But I know this time your words will sink in, and I am worth it, and I’m meant for so much more.

But I have to believe it, too, to do something about it.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2022 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

I long

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To be me even though I am different and sometimes weird.

I wouldn’t trade who I am for anyone else just to fit in.

Who I am is who God made me be, and how can I want to change for someone else, especially for someone who sins like me and has insecurities like me?

Who has fears and is judged sometimes like me.

Someone who wants one day to be seen for who they are outside and inside.

Someone who wants to be free and happy and at peace just like me, for I know who I am, and I accept who I am, and sometimes it is hard being me.

But I will stand by myself until the end because I know no one else will.

I see the real me in the mirror, and I feel the real me when others don’t know the truth behind my smile or words.

I long to be free from my cage of uncertainty, but even in those moments, I see pieces of who I am meant to be.

And I long to be her and to stop holding myself back, for only I am in my way now.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2022 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Not in

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The mood as I feel the darkest winning today

And my words are not lovely but ugly and wrong, and my frustration is intense.

Not in the mood to deal with the things that make me strong and happy.

I’m not in the mood to do much, but I know I’m grateful to be alive today.

And as my negatives slowly become positives again, I realize I’m moving backward, not forward.

And I don’t want that as I’ve worked so hard to improve, for I am my number one priority.

And yet I allowed my mood to set me back, and now I must reflect and refocus on what I want.

For I know, other than God, no one is fighting as hard as I am to stay on the right track and become who I am meant to be.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2022 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

I toss

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And turn as nothing seems quite comfortable as I lay down to sleep.

Like everything else, I can’t decide what I want to be to do or say.

And so on repeat, I keep rewriting and writing, but nothing is quite right.

And as I keep pouring out words after words, the frustration begins to grow.

And the irritation begins to bubble up inside, ready to explode.

Like a volcano from all directions, you won’t be able to stop it.

And the mess afterward won’t be worth the clean-up, but the release will free you from the uncertainty.

As nothing is holding you back now.

And maybe things will be more clear if I just let it all out and take some time to relax because not everything in life is to be taken so seriously.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2022 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Right when

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I step over the finish line and have reached my goal.

Do you show up as if you’ve been supporting me this whole time?

But you disappeared on me a long time ago as if trying to figure me out wasn’t worth it anymore.

I should’ve seen it coming that once I was up again, you would show up, but you know, I had forgotten.

For I was focused on myself and the people around me that hadn’t given up and had pushed and pulled me forward at times, So my success wasn’t just mine alone but a group’s effort in the end.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2022 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Our spot

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Three Line Tales 290

Week 290 of Three Line Tales

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I came back to our spot hoping to feel your presence well, staring at the stars, as this was the place you loved the most.

This was the place that let you recharge and become centered with yourself again and again, as sometimes reality took a lot out of you.

This place is the last thing we did together before you took your last breath, and you told me if I ever needed you to come back, and you would be there for me in the best way you could be..

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyrighted ©️ 2021 By Deirdre Stokes

Three Line Tales 290 | Only 100 Words

Poetry

Playing with

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Week 287 of Three Line Tales

Others minds is a game you play daily and the hope you will break them eventually.

It’s a thrill you live for and the itch to manipulate kicks in and with a wicked grin you set off to succeed at your next task.

You sit and you watch and right when they click on the image you wait to see what they will see and if they will catch all three of you.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyrighted ©️ 2021 By Deirdre Stokes

Three Line Tales 287 | Only 100 Words

Poetry

Maybe I’m

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out of my mind as all the things come through so quickly now.

I don’t want to tell you everything because I know you won’t look at me like I’m sane anymore.

And maybe that’s okay for you don’t come around much these days and I’m okay with that.

I know that no matter the distance; the connection between us is there in a way that could only be our story of a friendship that grows and now has settled into what it will be for an unknown amount of time.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyrighted ©️ 2021 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

It has

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to begin somehow, even if it makes no sense

it just needs to be written and expressed in a way that draws them in.

Only time will tell if it’s worth the risk.

So little or maybe too much, but there it is out there for all to see.

Maybe not for the first time, but definitely not for the last time.

Words and emotions and feelings all wrapped up in a piece of encouragement or pain or even faith.

But it’s up to you to write it and maybe it’s not happening today or tomorrow but someday soon.

And all you have to do is wait for it to come to you and for it to show you the way and then write it and share it and don’t worry about the numbers, for they will come and go.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyrighted ©️ 2021 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

I wish I could

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Say I have it all figure out

But that would be a lie

And I’ve realized that well lying doesn’t get you very far in life.

So everyday I do something to well figure out who I am and what I need to do to become who I’ve meant to be.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyrighted ©️ 2021 By Deirdre Stokes