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It’s like

I never knew how to live

until you came along and showed me continuous kindness.

No matter how much of a pain in the ass I was

You never let that get to you, you always lifted me up

Even though I never asked for it.

You always were the extra support even when it was just small things that bothered me.

The support I always wanted but didn’t seem to receive because I felt I didn’t deserve them.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2020 By Deirdre Stokes

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Not much

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To worry about today as I watch him jump in the puddles.

As if getting his jeans wet wasn’t a concern for him.

The freedom of getting so high with his jump and coming down was a thrill.

As the fun things in his life were a lot smaller than the list of things I had to get done were.

So getting dirty to have a moment of joy was worth it.

For he can always go home and throw them in the washing machine and call it a day.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2020 By Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

With so much

Going on around me

And well hiding isn’t an option.

For I want to survive

Well being cautious and aware about what is going on around.

And I want to stand up and say something and not just hide behind a screen.

I want to work hard and feel like every step i take isn’t like me tip toeing around because I’m afraid to make the wrong move.

For I know the danger is not just in the streets but inside the buildings.

But to speak ones mind and to believe it will all work out.

Takes an higher power and I know no one can take him from me.

So with him I will survive dead or alive for my presents will not be forgotten about.

But for now I will survive alive and continue everything

And hope he will deliver no matter what the outcome for me will be.

For when he comes and paves the way there will be no human that can stop his victory.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2020 By Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

It’s been

Three Line Tales, Week 231

three line tales, week 231: the Brooklyn Bridge at sunset
photo by Lerone Pieters via Unsplash

a long day and even the thought of getting on my bike and going down this path.

I feels like too much even though I know I would get home quicker if I just hopped on.

But the view of the sun setting makes me want to take my time for I know once I’m inside I won’t appreciate it as much.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2020 By Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

To feel

Like it’s too soon to reach out to you again.

Even though being around you is like experiencing Christmas everyday.

Your words are as sweet as chocolate and every time you say something I melt a little more.

You’re always so cheerful and jolly like a good Christmas song.

Your like the warmth of a fire I just want to be near on a cold day.

Your like a fan on an overly hot day, keeping me cool as the temperature keeps going up.

Your my marshmallows in my hot chocolate making an already sweet drink sweeter.

Your a nice night on the town, an memory worth cherishing.

Nothing about you is forgettable and for that I am so grateful.

For I know like every season I look forward to see you and experience the changes that come my way.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2020 By Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

Am I

Ever going to figure this out.

I want to say more than I’ve said in the past to you.

But I don’t want to scare you away

For the unknown is just so deep and right now so inconsistent.

I’m not ready to let you in completely.

Because I’m haunted by memories of my past.

From a similar situation that didn’t go so well.

I know I have to move on and give you a chance.

But right now it’s hard for me to break away from those chains that are holding me back.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2020 By Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

I came

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Back to our spot on the beach in hopes, you would show up.

I even wore the lights you gave me last Christmas.

I was hoping they would help you find your way back to me.

everything that was planned.

Before all this is a nice set of memories to look back on.

But now I stand here waiting to see your face.

To be able to enjoy the nice weather with you.

For it has been so long since I’ve seen you in person.

Facetime has been nice but it isn’t the same as sharing the same air and I miss your touch.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2020 By Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

Tonight

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is all about celebrating this moment together

and I let go all the outside worries and concerns.

As sit out here on such a lovely night, drinking some wine and some food as well.

We know its been a long time coming and we are both excited for this milestone and fruitful future together.

But right now we just want to be in the present and go from there.

Tonight I wear red and I feel so free as my dress flows around me.

Romance is what this night will be all about and for that I am grateful I’m getting to spend time with you.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2020 By Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

You’ve always

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Been my rock through these tough times.

Just one hug

Just one kiss

Just one look

And everything that seemed too much no longer matters.

For you know how to calm me down and when to get loud with me on the subject.

You listen and only once I’m done do you give me your opinion.

You try to be non-bias when I recap something for you.

For you always want to see the good in people and when it doesn’t work.

You drop the bullshit and move on.

Your always making sure everyone is good before you take care of yourself.

You will always be a part of my happiest moments.

For every begins and ends with you.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2020 By Deirdre Stokes