02 Saturday Oct 2021
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#poetry, death, Don McLean, dorindaduclos.com, inspiration, Night Owl Poetry, poems, spirit, Vincent, writing
I wrote this after listening to Don McLean’s song, “Vincent”. If you know the song, perhaps you’ll read the words as if the music is playing….
Darkness holds the night
Stars are hidden from my sight
The moon above, it shines no light
I look around but nothing fills my eyes
01 Friday Oct 2021
Evil lies
In emerald eyes
Be wary of her meek disguise
She hides it well
This living hell
The hunger never dies
She must find
Else lose her mind
A victim to sate her need
His scent is near
The smell of fear
His body he must cede
So she may live
Though not forgive
The horror she inflicts
Night is done
And she has won
Her blood stained lips she licks
©2021 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
Image by Lino Lombardi from Pixabay
27 Monday Sep 2021
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#poetry, autumn, death, dorindaduclos.com, fantasy, Halloween, macabre, night, Night Owl Poetry, poems, writing
Hello Friends!
Oh how I’ve missed you all. This crazy thing called life, well, it can get in the way sometimes. But October is coming and that’s my favorite month. I get to go all ghoulish and horrid, right up to the last day! I can’t wait. The brain is already churning out the macabre and there’s more where that came from! See you soon!
Dorinda
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Photo by Image by Susan Cipriano from Pixabay
Added text by me.
18 Wednesday Aug 2021
Posted in Colleen's Weekly Poetry Challenge, Etheree, Poetry, Poetry Challenge
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#photoprompt, #poetry, dorindaduclos.com, ekphrastic, lovers, meteors, Night Owl Poetry, poems, poetry challenge, sky, spark, writing
I
watch, as
fire falls
from up above,
in the pitch of night.
Brightening dark heavens,
painting the sky; ambience
sets the mood for lovers below.
Nestled, beneath the stars, they embrace
as the heat continues to spark within
#TANKATUESDAY WEEKLY #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 239 #EKPHRASTIC #PHOTOPROMPT
©2021 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
18 Wednesday Aug 2021
Posted in Poetry
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#poetry, California, destruction, dorindaduclos.com, evil, fire, flames, forest, Night Owl Poetry, poems, United States, writing
All was still, there was no breeze
Perhaps the storm had vanished
No rustling sound, heard from the trees
Be gone, they said, you’re banished
Night Owl Poetry - Dorinda Duclos 