19 Sunday Jul 2015
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art, artist, ink, Night Owl Poetry, Paint With Ink, paintbrush, palette, poems, poetry, verse
I am an artist
Whose paintbrush
Flows with the ink
Of pictures written
On a canvas bare
Letters in perfect symmetry
Romancing the palette
A portrait in verse
Originally posted August 2014
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18 Saturday Jul 2015
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There is no answer to
Her more than somber mood
Shadowed by sadness
Overwhelming , unexplained
Missing pieces
Scattered about
Just out of reach
Baring a soul
Taunting its very being
And she struggles
With effort to break this gloom
Never giving up, fighting
This mournful feeling
She cannot let capture her resolve
Originally shared July 2014
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17 Friday Jul 2015
Posted in Friday Fantasy, Poems, Poetry
Tags
#poetry, dorindaduclos.com, fantasy, Friday Fantasy, lost at sea, message in a bottle, Night Owl Poetry, poems, shipwreck, The Upper Hand, writing
I set the bottle free
Into the ocean’s roar
Hoping that my message
Would land upon the shore
My boat went quickly under
The umbrella my only save
I thought for sure that I would sink
Down to my watery grave
But alas, I am still floating
I haven’t met my demise
Praying that someone will find me
Before the fiery sun dies
Yet, should I never be found
Sailing on this liquid land
Then I shall float upon this boat
And prove the upper hand
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17 Friday Jul 2015
Posted in Friday Fantasy, Poems, Poetry
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angel, demons, devil, fantasy, Friday Fantasy, Lost Soul, Night Owl Poetry, poems, poetry
Eyes that glisten red as blood
Watching in the night
Aware that she is not alone
She spies the devilish sprite
The demon who always watches
Casting shadows in delight
As branches reaching out to her
When she appears from the fiery light
The raven sits upon a tree
Squawking his mournful plight
Of a lady lost to the devil himself
His angel and her dark knight
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16 Thursday Jul 2015
Dearest WordPress,
I must confess
Lately, you’re playing with fire
The reader, you see
Has lost harmony
Line breaks is what we desire
Words jumbled together
It’s hard to tell whether
The verses are supposed to be mixing
Since I pay for my site
Hoping you’ll see the light
What ain’t broke, doesn’t need fixing
Better listen today
To what I have to say
Trust me, I’m not being coy
Take your Beep Beep Boop
And retire this goop
It’s obvious these changes annoy
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