16 Thursday Jan 2020
Posted in Haiku, Poetry, Ronovan writes
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#poetry, #RonovanWrites, Australia, bush fires, dorindaduclos.com, fire, haiku, nature, Night Owl Poetry, smoulder, subdued, wildlife, word prompt
Fire does smoulder
While life battles against it
Til it is subdued
Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #288 Smoulder & Subdued
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14 Tuesday Jan 2020
Posted in Poetry
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#poetry, bond, daughter, dorindaduclos.com, life, life force, love, mother, Night Owl Poetry, poems, teacher, Wisdom, writing
She scolds me when I’m stupid
Though she’ll never use the word
It’s simply by, the look in her eye
That proves no words need be heard
I acknowledge with an uneasy sigh
But, somehow, it never soaks in
She looks at me and wonders why
I’d rather sink, than swim.
Things ingrained into me
From so very long ago
Are sorely hard to leave behind
For my own good, I need to, though
So I never let another
Drain my life, oh, how I’ve tried
As hard as I try to fight it
A part of me has died
To leave it in the past, tis true
I must heed what I am told
By one much younger than me
Who, with a simple hug, enfolds
Bringing comfort to my weary heart
Breathing life into my soul
My daughter shares her life-force
The thing from me, another stole…
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10 Friday Jan 2020
Posted in Colleen's Weekly Poetry Challenge, Poetry
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#haibun, #poetry, abyss, Colleen's Weekly Poetry Challenge, dorindaduclos.com, mental health, Night Owl Poetry, poems, poet, poetry challenge, senryu, writing
Colleen’s poetry challenge for this week is Poet’s Choice. I chose to write a Haibun/Senryu.
Through the darkness of morning, a shrill sound breaks the silence. I am startled, groggy, finally realizing it’s the telephone ringing. I answer to hear apologies for waking me, as she rambles on about another place. She doesn’t care for where she is. She only knows she has to move.
I cannot go through this again. The last time nearly buried me. Still, I feel myself sinking further down, into that abyss, with no hope of seeing the light again.
Self-preservation
My anomaly exposed
Battles for the win
Colleen’s 2020 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 159, #Poet’sChoice
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07 Tuesday Jan 2020
Posted in Poetry
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#poetry, clouds, dorindaduclos.com, life, moon, night, Night Owl Poetry, poems, reality, writing
Head keeps pounding
There’s no end in sight
Take something to sleep
Say goodbye to the light
Forgot about tomorrow
Dreams take me elsewhere
To a place in the clouds
Where there’s nary a care
Float about, with no worries
Let the real life fade dim
Become one with the moon
I can always trust him
When reality sucks me
Deep into its plight
I imagine the chance
To sneak away, take flight
Escape what can happen
Never stay here and wait
Live my life to the fullest
Before it’s too late
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03 Friday Jan 2020
Posted in Friday Fantasy, Poetry
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#poetry, dorindaduclos.com, dreams, fantasy, Friday Fantasy, Luna, magic, moon, Night Owl Poetry, poems, writing
A light from above, ethereal, beams
Illuminating thoughts, sacred dreams
Where reality is no longer as it seems
The illusion becomes too real
I look up to the moon, see her smile
Wondering if she’ll let me stay awhile
Ah, but too far, so many miles
Still my heart, she sweetly heals
An open window, and I shiver
This luminous orb, makes me quiver
While fantasies, she does deliver
Keeping me on an even keel
Alas, my eyelids begin to close
This is her magic, I suppose
Sweet Luna, you’re the one I chose
Only you know how I feel…
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