Author Archives: Dorinda Duclos

Friday Fantasy ~ Sands of Time

12 Friday Jun 2015

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Do not fear the sands of time
As they slip between this glass
Time is only borrowed
All good things must pass

To yet another journey
Another land set far away
A place to find your hidden soul
That life has led astray

Yes, follow us and ride the night
As you take your one last breath
We have come to bring you home
Eternity, in the land of death

 

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The Woodlands Sing

11 Thursday Jun 2015

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I sat upon the mountain top
Gazing down on the earth below
Basking in all the wonders of life
With the sun in the sky, aglow

A gentle breeze blew slowly past
Like the flutter of a butterfly’s wings
Turning my face toward its gentle caress
I could hear the woodlands sing

Their song, the sound of angel harps
Each chord, a gossamer string
Melodies fly on the wisp of a cloud
With the beauty of all God’s things

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Echoes of Life

09 Tuesday Jun 2015

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The sound of the rain falling
Upon a roof made of tin
Awakens the sleeping spirit
Invites the wanderer within

To heed the gentle calling
Of Heaven’s cleansing tears
To wash away the grime of day
To seek, to find, so near

Tranquility surrounding
Peace and light abounding
To find your soul
And make you whole
The echoes of life resounding

 

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Shadow in the Night

08 Monday Jun 2015

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Hidden deep, the mystery lies
Lost in the shadow of night
Beneath the wisp of branches
That sway in the full moon bright

A silent swoop of mighty wings
The raptor on a darkened chase
Sating an ever claiming hunger
He’s eclipsed by this woodland place

A flicker of flight against ebony sky
Undetected in the blackened night
The predator with his conquered stash
Disappears with the morning light

 

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Begin Again

07 Sunday Jun 2015

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I’ve started so many poems
Some still lost inside my head
Of silver birds and broken hearts
And snoring in my bed

At times it’s hard to get the words
To come alive on paper
They disappear much too fast
It all becomes a vapor

So I go back and start again
And try with all my might
To make some sense
Of what it is
That I’m about to write

 

Originally posted in June 2014
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