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Poetry

It’s gonna be

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A good day

I can feel it as the hope of a lovely day blows my way.

The determination to get this done is there

But how long will it last before I stand right back where I was?

I don’t know, but I won’t stop this time around. I know something big is coming my way; I feel it building up.

As a smile cracks onto my face, I realize we’ve got this!

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2024 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Is summer

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Almost over as the mornings turn colder

And the ability to drink a nice hot cup of tea with my breakfast feels right again.

But soon, the temperature will rise, and it will be back to trying to stay hydrated and cool.

Sometimes, I wish time would speed up so I could be free to enjoy the fall weather and be in my zone.

But then I would miss out on the blessings of what today and tomorrow could hold, so I guess I’ll allow time to be slow.

But I know it won’t last forever, and fall will come, and then I will be content until the cold breath of winter comes along and stays past its welcome like always.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2024 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

This wasn’t

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How it is was supposed to be

But the truth is, I didn’t think much about how I should cope with this feeling of uncertainty day after day.

It isn’t as fun as it used to be

It feels like the unknown, frustration, and lack of hope.

But who knows, maybe today’s unknown won’t be as bad as yesterday’s or the days and weeks before.

Maybe it’s best to have a little faith that it will all work itself out, or maybe I should plan a little more and see what unexpected things pop up and surprise me!

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2024 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

One smile away

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From truly meaning it

For more than a moment

Oh, how you say my smile is contagious

It makes me want to keep smiling because then you would smile back at me.

And that would be a reason for me to smile for days and days.

My smile may be contagious, but your presence is all I need to breathe and be.

And one day, I know you will see me as more than that smile you love to see, but today isn’t that day. But I’ll smile anyway, for I’m alive, and today feels so good not to be happy.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2024 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Weather changing

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Body aching

Hot to cold

Cold to hot

Energy draining

Body aching

Oh how it feels nice with the breeze

But I might get sick of the weather changing back and forth like a ping-pong ball in motion.

Oh, how I long for a happy breezy day when my allergies don’t appear.

But I know I am grateful to enjoy the lovely days, for summer is here now to stay, but I am hopeful these cooler days will return and bless us with a breeze that throws us into a whirlwind of joy and happiness to enjoy the little things in life.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2024 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

I miss

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The play of words in my head

When thinking of what to write.

The play of emotions when thinking how to express what I am feeling as I write

The fact that writing lights me up makes me sad when it’s not around.

So I read on and see the light in others as they play with words and emotions, and I feel and relate, and for now, I am okay.

My words are coming and going, but I know they will never be too far from me.

I am a writer, and soon, I will write again so beautifully these months without a distanced memory.

For tonight, hope and faith are all I have to keep holding on to.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2024 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Oh how

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I long to get away and stand in nature, not have a Care in the world, and finally have time to breathe, stop, and smell a flower or two.

To know what it feels like to enjoy the outdoors instead of only getting twenty minutes here or there.

I want to be able to lose time and be content with just being alive in the moment.

To lean into the wind and let its whisper carry me to new places.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2024 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

What am

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I doing

They say

Just living my life I say

I know I’m trying to do the most

But have you ever lived a half-full life

A life that lights you up inside but also tears you down.

Because you were trying to please them all

But what about me, the woman left in her thoughts when you’re gone?

The woman has to find herself so she can continue sharing.

Because she doesn’t deserve to be fulfilled, too, even if she may be going on a different path than before?

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2024 By Deirdre Stokes

Quotes

Friendship

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Where the energy flows just right

The excitement of seeing each other is like that of two little kids.

Nevertheless, we aren’t as young as we used to be.

But girl, we are living lives feeling so youthful when you have someone who gets you, and you rock on the same level.

They get your frustration and ain’t taking the stuff others blow off.

You know who gets you and who’s got your back, and no matter the time apart, this friendship will always be dear to my heart.

No matter how long we get together, life shakes things up.

And sometimes I have to go for the ride, for at least I know you will tell me the truth, and I haven’t felt any disrespect, and I can’t say that for the rest.

So, I hope to keep connecting and being authentic in this friendship because I’m just tired of investing in the ones who leave or I leave them.

I’d be happy with a few good ones who last a lifetime, and the rest I won’t expect much but know I try to give you all but my walls come back down pretty quickly these days and I ain’tfighting to put them back up again.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2024 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

I am not

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Sad that I have to walk away

I am sad because the last straw was your words about how you see me.

After all these years, you still don’t get me, and I’m tired of explaining myself.

I’d rather you not understand and me not care than to care, and you still not understand even though I’ve made myself clear.

I won’t fight or entertain anymore, but I know I won’t explain either.

It might be harsh, but I don’t have the time to keep being sad or feel like you’re cutting me this day and that day and taking it as if it doesn’t hurt.

I am here for myself and stand for who I am now and before. And if you don’t get that, you won’t accept my change and growth, but I am not sure I can help anymore.

I am now at peace, and I have closed that door, and no matter how hard you knock, I know my worth, and you may say I’m too sensitive, but sometimes you know when it’s time to walk away.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2024 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Writing down

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My thoughts and letting them go have been easy these days.

It’s as easy as letting go of people in my life.

As I get older, I don’t feel the desperate need to keep people around who aren’t treating me right.

Like I used to because finding and keeping friends was hard enough as a shy person.

But I, too, deserve to feel understood and heard, and so do they, but sometimes in life, there are shells too hard to break, and you have to let them be by themselves for your mental health.

As I write and the sorrow goes away, I know I will always be polite to them, but trust and believe these walls aren’t coming back for them.

Sometimes, I guess the people who will rock with me for thick and thin are still out there, and I won’t give up on finding them since I know my worth and what I deserve now.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2024 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Nothing last

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Forever and as I pull you into the next season

I feel the wind and rain trying to pull you into the storm.

We’ve been trying to outrun these storms for the last few months.

But this time, I’m tired, and I know you will catch me if I fall.

But how many more seasons will we be blessed with?

I know I shouldn’t worry about the end, but like a good story, I always want to see the beginning and the end before I’m delighted that it’s okay to enjoy it.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2024 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

I’m trying

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To not fade back into the background

As I push forward for a change like nothing I’ve ever done before.

And I realize I’ve lost my way, and my words are gone like yesterday.

But here I am, fighting the battle of who I am, creative every day.

And frankly, it’s tiring, but my soul craves the words and the desire to share even more.

But who am I kidding, for the hope of coming back stronger than before is tempting but most likely impossible.

Because even as a writer, I am different, and as one voice seems to grow, the other is holding on for dear life, and no matter how many little chances I get, I can’t come back like I was before.

And maybe only time will tell, and perhaps I’m overthinking it, but voice if you hear me come home because winter is leaving and spring is going to be so bright, and you and I deserve to write into the night until we feel right again.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2024 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

So much

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To do but where do I start?

Well, maybe getting out of bed would be a good start

Then maybe taking a walk and then eating breakfast

Ahh, now I’m doing it

But what next

For I don’t feel like doing it all now that I’m fed, maybe I’ll go back to bed.

And cuddle up in the sheets and watch a movie instead.

I know I have so much I could be doing, but why am I stressing so hard when my body says rest instead?

Oh, how the hype of getting ahead is intense, but sometimes I wonder why I can’t just be satisfied with what I already have instead of trying to be more.

But the truth is it’s not me who is in control, and sometimes I want to disobey for living in my comfort zone feels right to me.

Even though I know if I don’t do something, I know I will regret it for you see I’m meant for so much more.

But sometimes, the need to continue to juggle it all is well becoming like a second job, and maybe I don’t realize that is what I signed up for, and now the time I have to relax and so much less, but I’m alive and so why am I still complaining.

Instead, I should be doing what I signed up for in the first place, and when it’s all said and done, maybe then I can tell if it was worth it.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2024 By Deirdre Stokes

confidence coaching tips/opinions, Poetry

As the feeling

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Of self-doubt and uncertainty wash over me, I fear the unknown.

Like the raging wind outside, I feel all the confidence and faith of being ready in time ripped out of me.

And I want to give up and throw in the towel as the fear of being in the spotlight overpowers me.

Then God wrapped his arms around me, and I felt peace again, and hope soared through me.

And I remember what my life coach said: self-doubt is the devil, and I feel it is trying to discourage me from becoming a better me.

But also, I’m not becoming a coach for me but to help others because that’s all I’ve done and love to do.

So, as I sit here confident that I can do this and know how it feels to lack confident in myself and my voice and it suckes.

But I also know how beautiful it is to have confidence in myself and my voice and how it feels to have something to say and say it.

I want to help women be confident and find their voice because doing something different is scary on your own, but doing it with someone else feels unstoppable and alive.

For the walls that come down and the ear that listens will care, and in that moment of change, maybe you too will hear your calling or at least feel that hiding isn’t something you need to do anymore.

So I hope you all have a blessed night and I know whatever happens on March 8th with me coaching someone or not, it’s not the end, but I hope that I won’t lose faith but hold strong because my journey maybe bumpy and first I know it will smooth it’s self out eventually.🙏🏽❤️🙌🏽

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2024 By Deirdre Stokes