01 Friday Apr 2016
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#NaPoWriMo, #poetry, clouds, Day 1, dorindaduclos.com, haiku, lake, morning, National Poetry Month, Night Owl Poetry, poems
Misty waters rise
Beneath the sleepy-eyed clouds
Morning comes calling
Photo and Poem ©2016 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
01 Friday Apr 2016
Posted in Friday Fantasy, Poems, Poetry
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#poetry, danger, dorindaduclos.com, fantasy, Friday Fantasy, insanity, journeys, Night Owl Poetry, poems, rocks, stairs, unknown, whispers
Stairs that lead to no special place
Coveted by ivy, moss, and trees
As I glance up to the top of them
I notice someone looking back at me
Eyes of stone, with chiseled lips
Can he be guarding these paces?
Or is it just my state of mind
That leads me to these faces?
The railing beckons me to climb
Pass this realm of rock, asleep
Careful not to make a sound
Up the stairs, I start to creep
Then stop in my tracks along the way
I’m sure that I heard someone say
“The journey is far beyond the stairs
Adventure awaits you, if you dare”
Surely, it’s the whispering wind
That’s driving me insane
For I refuse to believe a rock
Could be calling out my name
©2016 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
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31 Thursday Mar 2016
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#poetry, disappearing, dorindaduclos.com, life, Night Owl Poetry, ocean, poems, sailing, sea, wandering, waves
Golden waters carry me
I set my sails for better places
Upon the ocean’s calming waves
Where I will leave no traces
Of where I was or who I am
I’m off to discover, be free
Awander in the vast expanse
Of the shimmering, gentle sea
©2016 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
Photo: Pixabay
31 Thursday Mar 2016
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#poetry, Attune, death, dorindaduclos.com, life, love, melodies, memories, music, Night Owl Poetry, piano, poems, symbols
Ivory keys twisted, in worn out shapes
A reminder of days gone by
I hear the melody, your fingers play
And I heave a gentle, breathless sigh
For my heart recalls your sweet caress
Each note, such music to my ears
Your withered hands, so freely glide
I can see them through my tears
Together, we were a symphony
Our lyrics, were life’s perfection
And I lay this yellow rose to rest
As a symbol of our joy and affection
For no longer do I hear you play
You left me, much too soon
Yet I shall never forget your song
My love and the piano, forever attune
©2016 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
Photo: Pixabay
30 Wednesday Mar 2016
Posted in Poetry
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#unspokenpoetry, blended, colors, dahlia, flowers, nature, Night Owl Poetry, pansy, rose, spring, Wordless Wednesday
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