Tag: Tuesday

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Not gonna

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Be the reasons I don’t show up and get things done.

I got to get up and move and not allow any reason to stop me.

So that excuses don’t just keep plowing up.

But become Extinct in my word unless it is a legit reason.

I am taking back my disciple and growing into someone who can and not I wish or should have done that.

No hiding, for I am not ashamed or embarrassed by who I am or what I want to do.

This will be the year I finally step out and be myself with no fear worth stopping me insight.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2022 By Deirdre Stokes

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Fandango’s Story Starter #17 ( whose in my house)

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I heard a voice calling out my name from inside the house, and when I opened the door

I saw a mouse, and down the stairs, he went, but yet the voice continued to call my name from the kitchen now.

I didn’t know if closing the door and hiding under the bed or in the closet was still an option.

The voice seemed to be coming near the stairs now, but I heard no creeks from the floor as they got near.

Was the house worth fighting for?

No, I thought as I closed the door and grabbed my bag full of stuff I hadn’t yet put away from my weekend away.

But, just as I was about to jump from my window, my door swung open, and there stood my best friend, who I forgot was still in the house.

Since I decided to come home earlier than planned, and right on her shoulder was my parrot, sandy, who always calls my name but never hears her coming.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyrighted ©️ 2021 By Deirdre Stokes

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I hadn’t

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meant to fade away from your life

but I found myself and as I focused more on myself

I was so happy with the growth and the energy.

There is less doubt and uncertain in me now.

As I keep walking on this path that I hope will continue to nurture my soul.

And maybe one day if you ‘re lucky you will see me full and present in your life or at least see what I have become from a far.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyrighted ©️ 2021 By Deirdre Stokes

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To color

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Week 279 of Three Line Tales

The world more than black and white would be nice to see all the colors together and embracing for once.

For each color to have it say and for it to be written for all to see and for the hate to be no more.

For all we will see would be strength and love and peace with no worries that things will go back tomorrow. For this new way is here to stay for good.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyrighted ©️ 2021 By Deirdre Stokes

Three Line Tales 279 | Only 100 Words

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As the words

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Week 280 of Three Line Tales

Flow from your mouth, I want to say, “are you happy now?”.

For I know being nasty and rude isn’t going to work out for you in the end, and I know you won’t change either.

So as I walk away with a smile on my face, and a look of surprise on yours. I know you’re not happy now because I didn’t react the way you wanted me to, and that’s okay you can’t always get your way.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyrighted ©️ 2021 By Deirdre Stokes

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To create

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Week 264 of Three Line Tales

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Something with my hands again would be nice.
To be able to set time aside and color or paint something new.
To feel at peace in a space that is all mine.
I hope that I can create and release something great in my eyes; even though it will be different, it will be a work of art.
It will be light and colorful as the light inside me pours out onto the sheet creating something I can’t seem to express in words that day.
The feeling that all the stress has left my life and it’s time to face the music for hiding behind everything is no longer working out.
Creating and growing today is all I know and want as I lay down my tools and make something today.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
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Three Line Tales 264 | Only 100 Words

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Rise and shine

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They said to me on this beautiful morning.

So much to look forward to.

Until I realized I had so much to get done and so little time to do it.

So walking away from a beautiful sunrise to start my day was well hard enough.

But the ability to get up from the warmth of my bed to deal with the cold outside.

It’s like waking up from a nightmare and realizing it wasn’t all a dream.

And no matter how many times you try to reclose your eyes, it’s not going away.

And that sunrise that woke you up and shined some light on your day can’t save you from every moment of the day.

For the cards that have already been dealt for you, and the outcome is still not care to us.

But soon, you will have to face them head-on.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
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Just

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needed a moment by myself

just to enjoy a little meal.

To get lost in my thoughts as this year is almost over

and to reflect on the things that have happened and how much I have grown.

This year has been tough and yet I got through it and will continue to grow

as new things come in next year.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyrighted ©️ 2020 By Deirdre Stokes

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It was

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Week 252 of Three Line Tales

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quite dark out and as a lite my torch to find my way around the field that night, I came to a dead-end and couldn’t remember which way to go.

Was left that would lead me back to the house or farther into the woods.

Or was it right that would guide me to the house and if I hurry now I can make it there before someone or something come out and find me instead.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
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Winter

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Week 253 of Three Line Tales

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is here and as we live in a world where too many people can’t crowd around and traveling is quite risky.

Deciding to go to the cabin in the mountains for the holidays sounded quite nice for there would be no one insight and the four of us could use a little break.

From the stress and just get out in the fresh air and enjoy the quite and be able to walk around without worrying about getting too close to someone I don’t know.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
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So precious

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Week 251 of Three Line Tales

Is our time as a child when the simple things in life made us so happy.

Like playing in the leaves on a fall day with a big smile on our face and laughter in the air.

With no concern for anything else for having fun was all that mattered at the time.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
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Three Line Tales 251 | Only 100 Words

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Thinking

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I knew what was to come

was a foolish move for me.

For this situation is unknown for me

for every step is a surprise and I’m worried

I might get carried away to a place of unknown

And I’m not sure I’m okay with that but only time will tell.

What will be the outcome but I’m not putting too many of my eggs

in this basket for life is just so unpredicted especially when it comes to my luck or well my lack of luck.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
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Poetry

FALL IS

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coming soon

will you be ready

for the weather to change

for the need to wear an mask and scarf.

To be out in the cold but not experiencing it the way you did before.

To realize that this fall season will be different and maybe harder.

You may end up having so much more to deal with

and do you think you are prepared?

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
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She was

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so close to finding her way

through the play

Even though it was about a time she was not familiar with

she did her best to play Grace.

Taking a photo to remember her time at the theater.

Something to look back at when this summer showing is over

And back to her reality.

Where sometimes her words are not heard and all people see is a pretty face.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
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How did

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I become so tangled up

In everything.

When all I wanted was to find my way

My peace of mind

My safe place where I would lay my head down at night.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyrighted ©️ 2020 By Deirdre Stokes