Author Archives: Dorinda Duclos

Midnight Light ~ A Musette

11 Tuesday Aug 2015

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Midnight
Darkest hour
No light

Day gone
Fades into black
Moves on

Moon shows
Chases the gloom
And glows

 

 

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Note: The Musette, created by Emily Romano is a poem that consists of three verses of three lines each.  The first lines have two syllables; the second lines have four syllables, and the third lines have two syllables. The rhyme scheme is a/b/a for the first verse; c/d/c for the second verse, and e/f/e for the third verse.
The title should reflect the poem’s content.

Night Light

10 Monday Aug 2015

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A beacon guides the path

As tiny feet make their way

Down the darkened hallway

Seeking comfort in the night

 

 

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Gathering Thoughts

10 Monday Aug 2015

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She remembered so vividly

The calling of the wind

As it swept through her hair

With the whisper of a howl

Swirling about in rose scented air

Gathering thoughts in the breeze

Sharing secrets with her soul

 

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Friday Fantasy ~ Mother of Pearl

07 Friday Aug 2015

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Asleep in the bed of an oyster’s chateau

The jewel of the ocean in illuminating glow

Pink against white against gray, simply grand

Mother of Pearl holds the sea in her hand

Dreams of the beautiful treasure she’ll grow

With one grain of sand and the waters below

Lined with nacre, layer upon layer

Mother of Pearl, iridescent purveyor

 

 

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Friday Fantasy ~ Endless Chains

07 Friday Aug 2015

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Unfinished tasks running stagnant

Body falling apart in fragments

Suffering fate no longer humane

Dragging about life’s endless chain

Forged with the sins of man and his mind

Ego inflated, dilated, unkind

Donning a hollow, negative mask

Evil has conquered this one final task

While laughing at you with nary a care

He’s trapped you inside these bonds that you wear

For they will continue to burden and drain

And rust as you pull against agonizing pain

No escape can you find as your ego deflates

Trying again to be human, too little, too late

 

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