Time Before Time – #poetry #JanuaryWriting

31 Wednesday Jan 2018

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There was a time
Before time existed
When the world
Found love, instead
Of moments, twisted

There was a time
Before time slipped by
Carelessly, forgotten
Trying to stop it
Turning back, but why?

There was a time
Before the end of time
Where humans cried
As the planet lay wasted
Such a terrible crime…

Writing Prompt – Time Before Time – Day 31/31! Another month down! Looking forward to M’s prompts for February! ❤

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The House on Grayson Place ~ Her Spirit – #poetry

30 Tuesday Jan 2018

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The House on Grayson Place

The House on Grayson Place ~ The Disappearance

Hidden under her veil of black

Coat slung over her shoulder

No one sees her, as she moves about

Her clothes, from days, much older

She holds a scroll, in both her hands

Or is it something else she clasps

She watches, as others drift on by

Still, no one stops and asks

Ms. Grayson, hides in the shadows

Where she will never leave a trace

Laughs, at all the village folk

An evil sneer, still, upon her face

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Eye of the Serpent ~ #poetry #freeverse

27 Saturday Jan 2018

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in free verse, Poems, Poetry

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We are caught
in the spiral
of a serpent’s eye
A circle of time
where there is
no escape
A dimension
of waves
nauseating
unfulfilling
Staring back at us
its scales tipped
inharmonic tones
Surrounding
dilating pupils
retract and restore
Slowly sinking its venom
into ever waiting veins

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To Dwell in the Mundane ~ #poetry #sadness

09 Tuesday Jan 2018

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The days are upside down

A whirlwind of unknowns

Each morning, I face them

A mirror image of who I am

But where do I need to be?

I overlook the important

To dwell in the mundane

Endlessly searching for me

Wondering where I went

Yet, never finding myself

It’s a brutal pattern

A continuous thread

Unraveling, dangling

With no scissors in sight

To cut away the fray

Until it is too late

Everything I have done

Denigrated, criticized

Until the attacks cease

Forever brought to an end

Authors Note: Just letting you know I am fine. My poetry, lately, has been reflective of those who are not fine. I am merely a voice for those who cannot speak…

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My Time, So Measured – #poetry #JanuaryWriting

08 Monday Jan 2018

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in January Writing, Poems, Poetry, The Daily Post

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It’s all rusted now
Torn and tattered
Years of neglect

I wish I could disavow
Thoughts too scattered
Lacking self-respect

I’ve walked a fine line
Unafraid to crossover
My time, so measured

Though forlorn, I am fine
With the promise of clover
And a life, truly treasured

Writing Prompt – Rusty Bearings – Day 8/31
Daily Post: Forlorn

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