14 Tuesday Jun 2016
Posted in Poems, Poetry, Romantic Tuesday
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#poetry, dorindaduclos.com, harp, love, lovers, melodies, music, Night Owl Poetry, poems, Romantic Tuesday, touching
Your melody
Lingers on my skin
Each caress,
Creates,
Resonates,
Through my body
Delicate chords,
Gentlest touch,
Echoing,
Stroking,
As your fingers
Make my body sing
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13 Monday Jun 2016
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#poetry, Clematis, dorindaduclos.com, flowers, grasshopper, haiku, nature, Night Owl Poetry, One, poems, together, togetherness
Nature abounding
Clematis and grasshopper
One, with each other
Photo and Poem ©2016 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
13 Monday Jun 2016
Posted in My Thoughts, Poems, Poetry
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#poetry, battles, Boston, death, destruction, dorindaduclos.com, europe, Night Owl Poetry, Orlando, Paris, peace, poems, terror, turkey, United States, violence, War
Shall I walk outside my door
Unafraid to face the war
Of humans battling one another
Bullets flying, run for cover
Terror plagues this hallowed land
Acts of violence, carefully planned
For what? I have to wonder why.
How many tears must we all cry?
How many others have to die?
Until this carnage, at last does cease
And once again, we can live in peace
Remembering those in Orlando, and around the world, who have fallen to these senseless acts of violence.
©2016 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
Photo: Pixabay
13 Monday Jun 2016
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#poetry, black and white, death, dorindaduclos.com, growing old, lonliness, Night Owl Poetry, poems, spirits, visions
Is that you I see past my window shade?
Have you come to visit this lonely soul?
Venture in and stay awhile
Sit with me, as I grow old
The chair, once filled with laughing eyes
Has been empty, many years gone by
And I watch and wait for that certain day
When we are together again, to stay
Is that you, I see outside?
As my world turns monochrome?
Here’s my hand, I’m ready now
For you to take me home
Photo and Poem ©2016 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
12 Sunday Jun 2016
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#poetry, caffeine, coffee, dorindaduclos.com, dreams, insomnia, inspirations, Night Owl Poetry, poems, sleep, tired, wide awake
I really should be fast asleep
It’s funny, I’m not tired
The night has taken over me
The light of day, expired
There’s a spider crawling up my wall
He doesn’t notice me at all
Perhaps he’s uninspired
By the fact that I’m not tired
My brain is running on caffeine
It really should be in a dream
Is that truly what I desire?
Cause I’m really not that tired
I close my eyes and try to rest
Still, visions dance before me
Why do I even bother?
Now where’s that cup of coffee?
Sweet liquid gold is most required
Oh, did I mention I’m not tired?
©2016 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
Photo: Pixabay
