Category Archives: Poems

I’m Fine ~ #poetry

26 Monday Feb 2018

Posted by in Poems, Poetry

≈ 21 Comments

Tags

, , , , , , , , , , , ,


I’m fine, no really, I am

I always look this way

Nothing’s the matter

Honestly, no really, I’m okay

I wouldn’t lie to you

What’s the point of that?

I haven’t smiled, because

It’s nothing I’m good at

Doesn’t matter anymore

I prefer to be alone

No need to ask again and again

You’ll only produce a groan

I said I was fine, no really

I mean it, please take me at my word

Read between the lines, you’ll see

Your questions are a bit absurd

 

©2018 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
Photo via Pixabay CC0

Before the Last Whistle ~ #poetry

25 Sunday Feb 2018

Posted by in Poems, Poetry

≈ 2 Comments

Tags

, , , , , , , , , ,


My journey, takes me, down the tracks

Though I know not, where it is I shall go

I simply wish to fill in the cracks

Before I hear that last whistle blow

 

©2018 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
Photo via Pixabay CC0

Earthbound ~ #poetry

25 Sunday Feb 2018

Posted by in Poems, Poetry, The Daily Post

≈ 4 Comments

Tags

, , , , , , , , , , , , ,


She watches them, gather around her

Iridescent beings, like tiny snowflakes

Seeing her beauty, they surround her

This is where she should be, no mistake

With the old tree, finally fallen, she sits

Reaching down, to the water below

Trying to collect just one shining star

She knew just how far she could go

This could possibly be her last chance

To mingle with the spirits, earthbound

For the season, you see, was changing

And she would no longer be here, nor found

 

The Daily Post: Congregate

©2018 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
Photo via Pixabay CC0

Dignified and Divergent – #poetry #FebruaryWriting

25 Sunday Feb 2018

Posted by in February Writing, Poems, Poetry

≈ 7 Comments

Tags

, , , , , , , , , , , ,


Standing on the garden steps
In dignified fashion, she waited
Majestic, in her satin wings
Her heart, had now deflated

As a pauper, she dressed in tatters
Her dress, was sewn from rags
How could she ever convince them?
In these clothes, she’d felt rather scrag

Though, proudly, she stood before them
There was a conflict, deep inside
She knew exactly who she was
To the others, she’d have to hide

Noble being, angel fair
So different from the rest
Unworthiness, masked by beauty
Would always feel oppressed

 

February Writing Prompt: Dignified and Divergent – Day 25/28

©2018 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
Photo via Pixabay CC0

Gathering Stars ~ #poetry

24 Saturday Feb 2018

Posted by in Poems, Poetry, The Daily Post

≈ 18 Comments

Tags

, , , , , , , , , , , , , ,


She flies above the astral plane
Gathering stars as she goes
A heavenly being, the sky, her reign
The universe, scattering, grows

Wings aflutter, in the night
This creature, is like no other
Galaxies born, of power and might
She is, our celestial mother

Watch, as her beauty carries along
Though, a mystery, quite arcane
She is the one, who makes us strong
The universe, is her worldly domain

 

The Daily Post: Astral

©2018 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
Photo via Pixabay CC0