23 Monday Jan 2017
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The winds blew
With a howling din
And I, I braved them
Again, and again
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23 Monday Jan 2017
Posted in Haiku, Poems, Poetry, Poetry Challenge
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Even the icy cold
Of winter’s breath, exhaling,
Cannot stop true love
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Day 84/365
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23 Monday Jan 2017
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Your name and mine, etched into trees
So many memories, swept with the breeze
We promised forever, but it just wouldn’t be
She came between us, and took you from me
No longer together, we grew distant, apart
Even though we remain, carved, in each other’s heart
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22 Sunday Jan 2017
Posted in Haiku, Poems, Poetry, Poetry Challenge
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Tucked beneath the snow
In a blanket of pure white
Mountain flora sleeps
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Day 83/365
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22 Sunday Jan 2017
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#poetry, caretaker, crowded, daughter, depression, dorindaduclos.com, family life, glum, life, mother, Night Owl Poetry, numb, overwhelmed, peace, poems, wife
The days grow short, nights are shorter
I’m a wife, a mother, and a daughter
Pulled in all directions, until I’m numb
It’s no wonder why, I’m feeling glum
I need some space, to call my own
A quiet spot, where I’m unknown
No one to call my name, out loud
Far away, from the roaring crowd
Yet, I do not know, of such a place
To live my life, at my own pace
One day I hope to find that peace
When overwhelming moments cease
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