18 Tuesday Jul 2017
Posted in free verse, Poems, Poetry
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#poetry, adults, angels, belonging, Children, demons, dorindaduclos.com, growing up, imagination, Innocence, Night Owl Poetry, poems, worries, writing
Innocence,
that place
only a child’s
imagination knows.
Where the angels
and the demons
draw upon them,
a daily discovery
Of right
and wrong
of weak
and strong
Do they belong?
Innocence
that place
we left
long ago
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08 Saturday Jul 2017
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#freeverse, #poetry, child abuse, Children, comfort, dorindaduclos.com, fear, lies, Night Owl Poetry, poems, rain drops, reality, sexual abuse, writing
Will it ever end, the constant knocking
Of raindrops against window panes,
Like little ones trying desperately
To come inside, hoping to find warmth and safety
And let it snuggle them to its breast, comforting
The nightmares that challenge them.
Every night, the sin of the “other”,
Wraps itself in the blanket, stifling
The heartbeat of the child who lay there
Quietly, fearful, to speak a word, lest he
Or she feel the wrath of the storm
Perhaps it is not the skies raining at all
Perhaps it is the child, who knows not
What love really is, only what they were told
By the “other”, whose only love is a lie
Statistics regarding child sexual abuse can be found HERE, however, the Justice Dept. has not updated its records in five years. Shame on them. If you believe a child is in danger, please don’t hesitate…call the authorities. You could be saving a child’s life.
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01 Saturday Jul 2017
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#poetry, adults, aging, Children, dorindaduclos.com, generations, growing, life, Night Owl Poetry, poems, time, writing
Half the year is quickly gone
We wonder how, the time moves on
We blink, and miss our children grow
Then sigh, as if we didn’t know
That we could waste the time of day
And watch them slowly drift away
Or maybe it was, to our relief
Seeing them strong, beyond belief
We raised them, to be fine young beings
Yet, still the our lives are ever fleeing
And we grew older, this we cannot deny
We must admit that we, let time slip by
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23 Friday Dec 2016
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#poetry, Children, Christmas, dorindaduclos.com, holidays, joy, list, Night Owl Poetry, poems, santa, Santa Claus, Twas the night before Christmas, volunteers
Dedicated to all the wonderful men who grace the malls and schools, and businesses, who give of their time to bring joy to the children, and smiles to the adults…I say Thank you 🙂
Twas the night before Christmas
The place was in tatters
Ribbons and wrappings
And empty cookie platters
With no time to waste
I had to move fast
The children were waiting
With lists in their grasps
I threw on my long johns
And fastened the flap
I hope I can get out of these things
In a snap!
With my belly all stuffed
And my white fluffy beard
Donned my red woolen coat
Wrapped in holiday cheer
Little eyes glowing, pure and simple, with glee
When they came and they sat upon my bended knee
The excitement I saw, was worthy of bliss
When they jumped off my lap, and blew me a kiss
Oh! What joy it brings to my heart
Making sure all was merry and bright
With my sack fully packed
And the sleigh on its way
Merry Christmas to all
And to all a good night!
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02 Friday Dec 2016
Posted in Friday Fantasy, Poems, Poetry
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#poetry, angels, child, Children, dorindaduclos.com, dreams, fantasy, Friday Fantasy, God, Heaven, love, moonlight, Night Owl Poetry, poems, sleep
Sleep, sweet angel, til morning’s light
Heaven will comfort you, through the night
The grace of God will protect and guide
With momma and poppa, by your side
Sleep, sweet angel, under sky’s delight
Dreams come alive, in the soft moonlight
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