24 Monday Oct 2016
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#poetry, autumn, death, destiny, dorindaduclos.com, leaves, nature, Night Owl Poetry, October, poems, souls, spirits, wind
It carries the voices
Of souls cast aside
Spirits, now fallen
In a timely suicide
We watch as they spiral
Then die, one by one
Detached and free falling
Under October’s sun
Yet, they fear not their destiny
As they whirl and they soar
Swept away, once again
With the wind’s mighty roar
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21 Friday Oct 2016
Posted in Friday Fantasy, Poems, Poetry
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#poetry, cold, death, dorindaduclos.com, fantasy, Friday Fantasy, graveyard, Halloween, Night Owl Poetry, poems, spirits, The Trick
She found herself
In this unearthly place
Felt his presence
Chill her face
Watched the mist
Against the ground
Rise, then fall
Without a sound
Could this be illusion?
A trick, not a treat
He’s slowly surrounding
Himself, at her feet
Feeling the tug
She realizes fast
As he pulls her under
With a sinister grasp
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20 Thursday Oct 2016
Posted in Poems, Poetry, Poetry Challenge
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#poetry, acrostic, challenge, death, dorindaduclos.com, Halloween, night, Night Owl Poetry, poems, Poet's Corner Blog, shadows, souls, spirits
H ow the dark of night devours
A ll souls who gather near
L onging to reach their destiny
L iving, yet no longer here
O therworldly, seeking shadows
W hen the light of day resigns
E ver frightening in their disguise
E phemeral glow ignites their eyes
N onphysical spirits, at midnight, shine
Source: Poet’s Corner Blog – Acrostic Poetry Challenge
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17 Monday Oct 2016
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#poetry, dark, death, fantasy, ghouls, grim reaper, Hunter's Moon, moonlight, Night Owl Poetry, nightmare, poems, soul
Ghoulish creature in full moon light
Eerily stalking you, in ebony night
No longer hidden, the Hunter’s Moon glows
Lighting the way, with terror, he shows
A hideous face, with a sickle in hand
His quest for you, most carefully planned
Watching and waiting, he stares in the dark
Empty eyes gazing, he’s leaving his mark
Quivering soul, he’s gotten into your head
Wearing you down, no escape from the dead
This was a shot I took from my driveway, as the Hunter’s Moon was rising. The leaves created quite the scene, and I of course, ran with it. I have another shot, with a totally different scene, which I will share closer to Halloween 🙂
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14 Friday Oct 2016
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#poetry, darkness, death, dorindaduclos.com, dreams, fantasy, Halloween, Night Owl Poetry, poems, roses, sleep
The colors of midnight, purple and blue
The crimson of roses, vibrant and true
Blackening skies against red petals, deep
Clouding my judgement, as I slip into sleep
Lost in a fantasy, dreams float away
In a fragrance that once held the meaning of day
Try as I might, I cannot awaken
Through blackness, in dreams, my soul is taken
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