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#poetry, dorindaduclos.com, golden. heavens, haiku, life, Night Owl Poetry, poems, sun, sunset
In brilliant golden splendor
You decorate life
Poem & Photo ©2016 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
18 Saturday Jun 2016
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#poetry, dorindaduclos.com, golden. heavens, haiku, life, Night Owl Poetry, poems, sun, sunset
In brilliant golden splendor
You decorate life
Poem & Photo ©2016 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
18 Saturday Jun 2016
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My secrets, silently kept
In perdurable rust
©2016 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
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17 Friday Jun 2016
Posted in Friday Fantasy, Poems, Poetry
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#poetry, dorindaduclos.com, ethereal, fantasy, Friday Fantasy, gossamer, Harmony, light, Night Owl Poetry, peace, poems, shadows, spirits

They cast away shadows that loom in the night
Spirits of harmony, in mystical flight
Gossamer beings, they mix with the lands
Caressing the treetops, with unseen hands
Creating an ethereal layer of white
Coating the earth, with their peace and their light
©2016 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
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17 Friday Jun 2016
Posted in Friday Fantasy, Poems, Poetry
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#poetry, dorindaduclos.com, fantasy, Friday Fantasy, Labyrinth, lost, maze, Night Owl Poetry, no escape, passageways, poems

Sunlit swirls of passageways, lead me through an endless maze
Back and forth, round and round, corridors that do confound
Left turn here, then go right, I’m pretty sure I’ve seen this sight
A perplexity which does conceal, deep underground, a world surreal
Brick and mortar, interlace, no exit to escape this place
I’ll keep running through the halls, ever lost inside these walls
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16 Thursday Jun 2016
Posted in My Thoughts, Poems, Poetry
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#poetry, devastating, dorindaduclos.com, fame, Fifiteen Minutes, media, Night Owl Poetry, Orlando, poems, propaganda, violence

So sad is a world of me, me, me
Where humans can no longer see
How troubled the times, no matter who
Decides to do the harm they do
Whether physical or mental blame
They always look for that elusive fame
That’s when the media grabs hold and runs
And those fifteen minutes have just begun
To glorify the demon, shot dead
When it should be praising the fallen, instead,
Victims dancing through the night
Unaware they became the sight
Of a madman, brazen, with ammunition
To make his dream come to fruition
They lost their lives because of hate
But the gunman also met his fate
No virgins waiting for his ascent
He’s heading down, there’s no lament
No one to mourn his deadly deeds
Not even his god, who now recedes
This is last time I will mention this horrible tragedy on my blog, as I truly pray that there won’t be another reason to write about.. As do many of us in this blogging community, I have so many thoughts left unhealed, though I imagine they never will. As a human being, I can only cry for those who lost their lives, and continue to pray this never happens again…..
“Imagine all the people, living life in peace….” – John Lennon
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