04 Saturday Apr 2020
Posted in #NaPoWriMo, Poetry, Shadorma
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#NaPoWriMo, #NationalPoetryMonth, #poetry, Day 4, desires, dorindaduclos.com, Night Owl Poetry, poems, secrets, Shadorma, whispers, writing
In secret
She whispers to her
Desires
Fantasies
Ones she keeps close to her heart
Hidden tightly there
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Image by Willgard Krause from Pixabay
18 Thursday Oct 2018
Posted in October Writing, OctPoWriMo, Poetry
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#OctoberWriting, #poetry, delight, desires, devil, dorindaduclos.com, flower, mask, Night Owl Poetry, OctPoWriMo, pitchfork, poems, rose, secrets, writing
He lays out the mask, pitchfork and a rose
His plans for the night? Only he knows
What he has hiding, up his sleeve
Such devilish deeds, he does conceive
She comes through the door, tired and weary
The scene on the bed, makes it quite eerie
Afraid to get closer, she gasps, backs away
He’s standing behind her, ready to play
Whispered seduction, his breath on her face
Desirous thoughts, as their bodies embrace
Warming to him, she gives in for the night
Unveiling the secrets, of the Devil’s delight
October Writing Prompt – Devil’s Delight – Day 18/31
OctPoWriMo
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30 Monday Nov 2015
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#poetry, desires, devotion, dorindaduclos.com, emotion, fantasy, fire, Heated, lust, Night Owl Poetry, poems, thoughts
I breathe
Inhaling fire
Scorching
Searing
Endless desire
I burn
Igniting thoughts
Fueling
Feeding
Body overwrought
I blaze
Exhaling emotion
Radiating
Emanating
Powerful devotion
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27 Friday Mar 2015
Posted in Friday Fantasy, Poems, Poetry
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desires, fantasy, fire, flames, Friday Fantasy, love, Night Owl Poetry, poems, poetry, The Fire Caller
Mysterious Wonders spark a Passion
Calling to your Heart’s Desire
Burning within, your Thoughts Aflame
Taking your Fantasy ever Higher
Drawing you near the Scorching heat
Together we shall Conspire
To Ignite the Inferno of Love’s growing Blaze
As we become One with the Fire
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25 Monday Nov 2013
Posted in Death, Dreams, Life, My Thoughts
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anxieties, death, desires, dream, dreams, dying, fantasy, future, God, meaning, memories, messages, predict, Psychology, reality, Sigmund Freud, wikipedia
We all dream, don’t we? Some say our dreams are past memories, some say they are predictions of the future or a glimpse of just tomorrow. Do you know what your dreams mean? Have you ever really thought about them?
People will tell you that they have dreamed they were falling, flying, running, driving. Have you had a dream like this? Do you fall? Do you fly? What are you running from? Do you arrive safely at your destination or does your dream abruptly end before something can happen and you awaken? Was it pleasant or a nightmare?
Wikipedia explains dream interpretations as this, “Dream interpretations date back to 5000–4000 BC. The earliest recorded dreams were acquired from materials dating back approximately 5,000 years, in Mesopotamia, where they were documented on clay tablets. In the Greek and Roman periods, the people believed that dreams were direct messages from the gods or from the dead, and that they predicted the future. Some cultures practiced dream incubation with the intention of cultivating dreams that are prophetic.“
Dr. Sigmund Freud claimed dreams were really our anxieties and desires coming through to us, an event that clearly showed reality, existence.
You may be wondering why I chose to write about dreams. Yesterday, I fell asleep and dreamed I died. It has been said that if you die in your dreams, you die in life. Obviously, I did not or you would not be reading this story. I’m beginning to think I’m a cat. I have defeated death three times, four if you include this last encounter. So why am I still here? Most would tell you that my time here on Earth is not over. That God has a specific purpose for me and I haven’t reached it yet.
I’m not really looking for answers to these questions. Whatever lies ahead of me I embrace with open arms, and if that includes meeting my maker, then I shall be ready. I’m just not ready right now; I still have a lot of living left to do.
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