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Daily Prompt: Evoke

So many things evoke memories from the past and some of them are good

and put a smile on my face.

Others make me remember things I thought I had left in the past and had moved on from.

I enjoy the memories evoked by fresh air outside, reminds me of all the time out doors hiking or all the times I spent in the girl scout and when we went camping.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Daily Prompt: Evoke

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Daily Prompt: Zoo

A place that doesn’t stop being amazing and interesting even when you grow up,

the experience of seeing many  animals that you can’t see everyday.

You take pictures and make memories at the zoo with the people you love and care for, you take your children there  to let them see the many wonders of the world.

And for you want them to take in everything they possibly can, you respect the animals and try to not stress them out  as you watch them in their day-to-day routines.

Your eyes grown wide as you see a panda or two, then you may see a lion and many more things.

You try to not think too much about the things that you have yet to see for you don’t want to psych yourself out in the end.

But, the long day of fun because tiring and you retire to you vehicle and move on to what other things out there can bring you joy and more adventure for another.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Daily Prompt: Zoo

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Daily Prompt: Carousel

As a child the merry-go-round was the ride every kid wanted to go on

with all the wooden horse that were so colorful.

You just wanted to ride them and wave to your parents as they stood off to the side of the ride.

Taking pictures of you having so much fun that when the ride came to a stop, you didn’t want to get off.

But, you did and you begged to go on it again and again.

Until you became to tired and it was time to go home and dream about what an awesome day you had.

 

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Daily Prompt: Carousel

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Surrounded

Week 68 of Three Line Tales.

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).

 

photo by Faustin Tuyambaze via Unsplash

Surrounded by everyone and feeling so excited that this journey is over, yet the feeling of saddest washes over me as we all walk off  the stage.

And take our seats again, the thought that I don’t get to spend most of my day with these people, my friends is coming to an end and as much as I wish we would stay connected.

The reality is it’s been years since that day and I only talk to some of you once in a blue moon and it’s sad but I’m living my life and so are you and I’m just glad for the memories.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Surrounded

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Daily Prompt: Chuckle

You cute little chuckle is all I hear as

you run circles around your mother.

Even she can’t stop smiling because she loves to see you so happy.

A little girl with no worries in the moment  when life seems so precious.

You eventually stop for you got a little dizzy.

But, even then you lean and your mother for support as you regain your focus.

And she chuckles this time, knowing soon you will be at it again.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Daily Prompt:Chuckle

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Do you

still remember the times we laughed together and just got to know each other.

Now it feels like it was all in the past and now seeing you feels so empty and pointless, every emotion shut down.

Like I had to put myself on lockdown and you became  a stranger to me and, now  there is no reaction in me when you come around.

Your now a ghost to me and there is now no trace of you when you walk into my life now and I start to wonder if all the time we spent together was just a dream.

Because the person I see standing in front of me is not the person I thought I knew, you tower over me like a warrior in battle and  I am now the enemy and there is no way you’re letting me get close.

And in the end I just walk away and shake my head for it’s so sad for me to see you so lost that you would push me away and, I looked deep into your soul and saw no regret or emotions at all.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Daily Prompt: Ancient

Meeting you seems like ancient years ago when things were so much different.

Now it’s hard for me to really recall the moment things went bad between us.

But I know as we both grow up and the memories we shared start to fade from our minds.

Until it’s like one day you we’re important and the next your my past.

I guess I would be sad but my present now is so good that the past I rather not unpack.

I guess something’s in ancient times are nice to remember but not so great to go down memory lane again.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Daily Prompt: Ancient

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Daily Prompt: Together

Together we’re unstoppable

two peas in a pod.

Our smiles are always so bright and laugher is never to far behind.

Even when we grow apart and live our lives two different ways.

I’m sure if we came back together it would seem different but we would embrace the growth we did apart.

I will always support you even when you forget me but at some part of our life we were meant to be best friends.

Now what we are is not so defined but that doesn’t mean I don’t care.

Together in our childhood memories and now so far apart but still I cheer for you.

My forever childhood friend, forever my other sister.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Daily Prompt: Mistake

I want to say it was a mistake the night the stars twinkled in the night sky

and your smile shined so bright.

The night we stayed up so late that I was so tired the next day, the time I got

to spend with you was worth a thousands nights of bad sleep.

We talked about everything and connected on so much it seemed like the time spent apart was all worth it for this moment.

How could I say this was a mistake because I’m so tired that my eyes can’t stay open for one more moment.

I would be a fool to say the loss sleep was more important than spending time with you and, to tell you the truth I’d do it all over again.

Sometimes  the word mistake isn’t needed because you were happy to spend that time doing what you love or spending it  with someone you care about and in the end the memory of the moment will live on.

Whether your still friends are not.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Daily Prompt: Mistake