A Warm Blanket ~ #poetry #DecemberWriting

05 Wednesday Dec 2018

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in December Writing, Poems, Poetry

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#DecemberWriting, #poetry, blanket, chill, death, dorindaduclos.com, Night Owl Poetry, perfume, poems, warmth, writing, writing prompt

A blanket he kept, so soft and warm
Held the faintest hint of her perfume
He refused to toss it, into the wash
The fragrance would no longer loom

Her coffee mug and glasses, sat there
On the patio table, they were waiting
For her to return, to finish her book
The one, she said, was so frustrating

He made sure the candle was burning
Should she return to this place, near dark
So he sat on the porch swing, humming
Like they used to do, in the county park

A heavy sigh, now escaped his lips
As he slowly stood, to go back inside
He couldn’t bear to blow out the candle
So he stood there instead, and just cried

The love of his life was no longer
Her dreams were never quite fulfilled
He gathered her warmth, from the blanket
But he still couldn’t evade death’s chill

December Writing Prompt – A blanket, soft and war, with the faintest hint of her perfume – Day 5/31

Friends til the end ~ #poetry

15 Thursday Nov 2018

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in Poems, Poetry

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#mythoughts, #poetry, 3 years, death, dorindaduclos.com, fighting, friends, laughter, life, Night Owl Poetry, paul pannone, poems, silly, writing

It’s hard to believe three years have passed

It seems like it was only yesterday, but alas

You left this earth, and found a new place

But deep in my heart, you left a huge space

Friends til the end, though often, we’d fight

Eventually, always making everything right

Promised to be the last two standing, we did

But you left before me, I’m still here, on this grid

I miss the laughter, with those silly tales you’d tell

But I know, up there, you’re giving somebody hell

Miss you, buddy… In loving memory of Paul Pannone 1960 – 2015

Angel Dust – #poetry #RDP

30 Tuesday Oct 2018

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in Poetry, Ragtag Daily Prompt

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#poetry, #RagtagDailyPrompt, #RDP, dead, death, dorindaduclos.com, flight, leaves, nature, Night Owl Poetry, poems, snow, spirits, writing

Why must winter bring death

With its pristine coat of white

Spirits, cloaked in angel dust

Are grounded from their flight

Ragtag Daily Prompt: Dead

At the Brink of the Link – #OctoberWriting #OctPoWriMo #poetry

30 Tuesday Oct 2018

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in October Writing, OctPoWriMo, Poetry

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#OctoberWriting, #poetry, chains, clink, death, demons, dorindaduclos.com, edge, hell, links, Night Owl Poetry, OctPoWriMo, poems, saboteur, writing

She was dressed in a flowing gown of white, but there was nothing chaste about her; chained, her hands, to links of gold, she is the devil’s own, his saboteur. Fires blazed from her wings, as demons came to seek; the ones who dared to get too close, are made weaklings, ever meek. Her bindings, wrapped around a pole, each with a trio of skulls; snakes and scorpions at her feet, she’d been rejected, a mere cull. She would not settle for second best, she vowed to prove them wrong; unleashing her quite evil wrest, defeated those, so strong. For the skulls that clung so near her, fastened to the wooden pole; are the heads of those who cast her out, twas where she drowned them, in the shoal. So if at night, you hear a sound, a terrifying clink; take shelter far away from here, she’s found release, from the edge of the link.

October Writing Prompt – At the Brink of the Link – Day 30/31
OctPoWriMo

Clinky and Clanky – #OctoberWriting #OctPoWriMo #poetry

29 Monday Oct 2018

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in October Writing, OctPoWriMo, Poetry

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#OctoberWriting, #poetry, chains, clanky, clinky, death, dorindaduclos.com, friends, hell, Night Owl Poetry, OctPoWriMo, poems, skeletons, writing

Friends till the end, forever, they cried
On the battlefield, beaten, tis when they died

Now locked together, by their own man-made chains
Only problem about them, was neither had a brain

You’d think by now, they would know how to break
The bindings around them, how much could it take?

But emotions ran high, and soon they did fight
Yelling at each other, all day and all night

When one would go left, the other went right
Things got so nasty, the neighbors took flight

Then the Devil himself, called them to him
Demanded they behave, and then, on a whim

He decided the two, must forever stay
The way they came to him, on that fateful day

And he went a step further, making sure he was clear
No more arguing nor fighting, or they’d disappear

But that wasn’t the only thing that made them cranky
He named one of them Clinky, and the other one, Clanky

October Writing Prompt – Clinky and Clanky – Day 29/31
OctPoWriMo

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A Warm Blanket ~ #poetry #DecemberWriting

Friends til the end ~ #poetry

Angel Dust – #poetry #RDP

At the Brink of the Link – #OctoberWriting #OctPoWriMo #poetry

Clinky and Clanky – #OctoberWriting #OctPoWriMo #poetry

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