#FridayFantasy – No Escape ~ Beware the #FullMoon – #poetry #Halloween

16 Friday Oct 2020

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Ghoulish creature in full moon light

Eerily stalking you, in ebony night

No longer hidden, the Hunter’s Moon glows

Lighting the way, with terror, he shows

A hideous face, with a sickle in hand

His quest for you, most carefully planned

Watching and waiting, he stares in the dark

Empty eyes gazing, he’s leaving his mark

Quivering soul, he’s gotten into your head

Wearing you down, no escape from the dead

 

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Unanswered Prayers – #poetry of the #forgotten

12 Monday Oct 2020

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Painted bronze, with flecks of gold
Hidden deep, her tale, untold
Fiery hair, though life is cold
Her dreams, so oft, are nightmares

Eyes closed tightly, the world unseen
Most around her, repulsive, mean
In this place, she contravenes
Reality faltering, unawares

Though truth will never find its path
Lost forever, in the aftermath
Of evil, sinners, she feels their wrath
No love, no heart, no cares

Grieving, the past, it’s plain to see
There’s nothing there, her soul, empty
The Fates have blocked her destiny
They leave her, with unanswered prayers

 

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Silent Sunday ~ Autumn – #myphotography

11 Sunday Oct 2020

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#FridayFantasy ~ Unsuspecting – #poetry for #Halloween

09 Friday Oct 2020

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Perched up high, upon a branch

In the forest, dark and scary

The owl waits for his next prey

Though his mistress, quite contrary

She sits inside, in black of night

By the window, where she eyes

Creatures scurrying about the grass

And much to her surprise

One comes closer, just enough

So the door, she opens wide

Watches as it makes its way

Unsuspecting, now inside

The cauldron boils and bubbles

As the witch begins to chortle

“Trick or treat, my tasty one

It’s time for my nightly mortal”

 

©2017 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
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You’ll Never be Alone – #poetry #mom

09 Friday Oct 2020

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For Mom, my guardian angel…

Subtle little clues
You like to leave behind
To let me know you’re with me
Making it easier to find

Boxes filled with memories
Clothes, once hung upon the door
Are now laying in the hallway
Where you’ve put them, on the floor

You really needn’t show me
I can feel your presence near
Reminding me to be careful
Of the many treasures here

I’ve wrapped them up in paper
Placed them gently, as not to break
Packed up everything I could
Oh, how my heart does ache

Yet, in very quiet moments,
When I am in your home,
I can hear you whisper
“You’ll never be alone”

 

©2020 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
Image by Karina Cubillo from Pixabay