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#poetry, bride, death, dorindaduclos.com, fate, ghost, Halloween, Night Owl Poetry, poems, writing
A figure stands, a haunted bride
Left at the altar, where she died
The Haunted Bride – #poetry of a #ghost
04 Monday Oct 2021
Tag Archives: death
Into the Black – #poetry #death
02 Saturday Oct 2021
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#poetry, death, Don McLean, dorindaduclos.com, inspiration, Night Owl Poetry, poems, spirit, Vincent, writing
I wrote this after listening to Don McLean’s song, “Vincent”. If you know the song, perhaps you’ll read the words as if the music is playing….
Darkness holds the night
Stars are hidden from my sight
The moon above, it shines no light
I look around but nothing fills my eyes
I’ve Been Away Much Too Long!
27 Monday Sep 2021
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#poetry, autumn, death, dorindaduclos.com, fantasy, Halloween, macabre, night, Night Owl Poetry, poems, writing
Hello Friends!
Oh how I’ve missed you all. This crazy thing called life, well, it can get in the way sometimes. But October is coming and that’s my favorite month. I get to go all ghoulish and horrid, right up to the last day! I can’t wait. The brain is already churning out the macabre and there’s more where that came from! See you soon!
Dorinda
©2021 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
Photo by Image by Susan Cipriano from Pixabay
Added text by me.
A Year Ago – #poetry of the #brokenhearted
10 Thursday Jun 2021
Posted in Poetry
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#poetry, broken hearted, death, depression, dorindaduclos.com, grief, mom, Night Owl Poetry, one year, poems, writing
This is how
The year has been
Cluttered spaces,
Filled with din
Unconnected,
Lines that fly
Out of my head,
Although I try
To make sense
Of what will be
To understand
This broken me
Who misses you
With every day
It’s been a year ago,
Today
How can that be,
It went so fast
Day after day,
The moments pass
I feel I’m sinking,
In quicksand
And you’re not here
To grab my hand
And pull me up,
Breathe in new life
Instead, I’m only
Filled with strife
Beaten down,
Depression rages
Part of death,
of grief,
in stages…
Rest in Peace, Mommy. I miss you so very much… 06/10/2020
©2021 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
Image by 愚木混株 Cdd20 from Pixabay
Under An Old Bridge – #poetry #NaPoWriMo
28 Wednesday Apr 2021
Posted in #NaPoWriMo, Poetry
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#NaPoWriMo, #poetry, abyss, bridge, Day 28, death, dorindaduclos.com, frightened, Night Owl Poetry, poems, ramshackle, writing
Shout out to Annette Rochelle Aben for planting the seed. Here is the sequel to An Old Bridge.
Darkness now surrounds you
You can feel your body falling
There’s nothing to hang on to
Arms and legs, about, are sprawling
Your eyes cannot adjust, no light
You’re blinded, tumbling fast
Praying this is just a dream
And you’ll wake up, at last
You yell for help, hoping
Someone can hear your call
But all you hear are echoes
Of your voice, against the wall
It seems your fear was justified
Never should have taken the leap
The weight of all your troubles
Sent you to your eternal sleep
For when you fall into the abyss
You’ll, forever, slumber deep…
©2021 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
Image by Peter H from Pixabay
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