09 Tuesday Jan 2018
Posted in January Writing, Poems, Poetry
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#JanuaryWriting, #poetry, dog, dorindaduclos.com, gulps, Night Owl Poetry, poems, pup, thirsty, water, writing, writing prompt
All this playing
Leaves my tongue hanging out
Just let me bury
My cute little snout
In a bowl of cold water
Please fill it up
Then get out of my way
Cause I’m a thirsty pup!
Writing Prompt – Thirsty Gulps – Day 9/31
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09 Tuesday Jan 2018
Posted in free verse, Poems, Poetry
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#freeverse, #poetry, death, depression, dorindaduclos.com, life, Night Owl Poetry, poems, sadness, self-hate, Upside Down, whirlwind, writing
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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08 Monday Jan 2018
Posted in Haiku, Poems, Poetry, Poetry Challenge, Ronovan writes
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#poetry, #RonovanWrites, dorindaduclos.com, haiku, Hope, magic, Miracles, Night Owl Poetry, poems, word prompt, writing
When magic alights
Sorrow turns to hopefulness
Miracles happen
RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #183 Magic&Hope
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08 Monday Jan 2018
Posted in January Writing, Poems, Poetry, The Daily Post
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#JanuaryWriting, #poetry, #TheDailyPost, death, dorindaduclos.com, forlorn, life, neglect, Night Owl Poetry, poems, rusty bearings, scattered, self-respect, writing, writing prompt
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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08 Monday Jan 2018
Posted in My Thoughts
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#poetry, dorindaduclos.com, encouragement, four years, Friendship, January, life, love, Night Owl Poetry, poems, writing
Good afternoon/evening/morning!
I hope the day is bringing you much joy!
Today, I celebrate four years since publishing my first piece of poetry on WordPress. What an amazing journey it has been for me, I have met the most wonderful people, have been inspired by so many more, and look forward to what 2018 has in store for me.
Technically, I began my blog in October 2013, but didn’t share any poetry until January 8, 2014. So does that make today my Poemversary or my Poetday? lol
Thank you, to all of you, for your love and encouragement. I know I’ve said it before, but I hope you all realize how much it means to me. Your comments, likes and friendship, make my heart sing ❤
~Dorinda
Night Owl Poetry - Dorinda Duclos 