Sedative ~ #poetry of a lost soul


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A tiny pill

To ease the pain

Release the conscious

And float, again


A broken heart

This gaping hole

An empty place

Her troubled soul


Anguish dominates

Anxiety reigns

Hour after hour

Memories stain


A heart so shattered

Unsure, abandoned

Make them go away

Those with their hand in


Ripping apart

Nothing left, no beat

Lost in the fog

Of another defeat


©2020 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
Image by Artie_Navarre from Pixabay

Until We Meet Again, Mom – #poetry


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With her own heart, she gave love

Guiding and nurturing me down the path

Of life, a life I could not have lived, without her

Her gentle touch, comforting words, always

Music to my ears, a concert of positive

Notes left in my lunchbox, her reminder

She was always with me, always had me,

In her arms, even in her weakest moments

She was stronger than anyone I knew, and

Now that she has made the journey to Heaven

I know I will still have that guiding light,

For in my eyes, she will always be a star.


©2020 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
Collage by Vander May Funeral Home with permission from family.

Taking a hiatus


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Hello friends,

On Wednesday, June 10, I lost my Mom.  I am in shock and just numb, so I will be taking an extended leave from WordPress.  I lost my best friend, my mentor, my heart is broken.

Hug your loved ones always, tell them you love them, tomorrow is never promised.

Until my return..


The Unknown – #poetry of #life


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She lies there alone
Surely facing unknown
Her body, is lost in a drift

Unaware, of what might be
Though her eyes truly see
Her body, is lost in a rift

Trying hard to stay strong
Oh, but this is so wrong!
She doesn’t deserve this plight

Machines click and beep
As she tries not to sleep
Never to give up the fight


©2020 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
Image by Gerd Altmann from Pixabay

It’s been awhile…


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…since I’ve actually sat down in front of my computer, put my hands on the keyboard and written anything.  Yes, there have been the occasional poems, but those are spur of the moment decisions, or long pondered ones which needed a voice.  I am determined to get back on track, as soon as the rest of my life cooperates.

Looking forward to coming back full force, and back in my happy place.

Hope you are all well amid this Covid19 lock-down, and now civil unrest in the states.  We need peace…we need love…we need each other…