Their Fate – #100wordstory – #JuneWriting

09 Sunday Jun 2019

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in 100 word story, June Writing

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Soon it would be nightfall, which would surely seal their fate…

The full moon made its way from behind the dark clouds. The night was black as pitch, but she knew he was close by. The low growl he was emitting was hard to miss, against the silence of the night. A rustle of leaves meant he was on the move and would soon be joining her. She waited.

The time of the full moon, when he and she would be one. Yet, neither knew which one they’d ultimately become. Only The Fates knew what the final outcome would be.

June Writing Prompt – Soon it would be nightfall, which would surely seal their fate – Day 9/30

Seal My Fate ~ #poetry – #NaPoWriMo

08 Monday Apr 2019

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in #NaPoWriMo, Poetry

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Sleep, is a nightmare, come to rest

These hands upon my body, pressed

Have they come to haunt my being?

Or is this an illusion, I am seeing?

Still I sleep, and do not awake

But I can feel my body quake

And tremble, like the ground that shifts

Yet, no words are falling, from my lips

I continue, to lie here, to contemplate

Knowing, these nightmares, seal my fate

The Blue Screen of Death – #poetry – #AprilWriting

06 Saturday Apr 2019

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in April Writing, Poems, Poetry

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Hours, now spent, at the computer screen
Pounding the keyboard, to its extreme

While typing away, I’m paying no attention
Until I realize, I’m faced, with misapprehension

Glancing above the rims of my glasses
The color of blue, which nicely harasses

The vision in front of me, is it a message?
Downloading future, is this a presage?

It tells me to wait, but for what, I’m unsure
I could always hit cancel, that could be a cure

Except, I wonder, what it is my future holds
Can I ask the blue screen, or would that be too bold?

On second thought, perhaps, it’s cancel, I will hit
Better I should shut it down, before I throw a fit

As I turn off the computer, and take a deep breath
I pray, when I turn it on, I won’t be faced with death

April Writing Prompts – The blue screen of death – Day 6/30

Contemplating the Afterlife ~ #poetry #DecemberWriting

13 Thursday Dec 2018

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in December Writing, Poems, Poetry

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There must have been a thousand lights
At least that’s what it looked like to her
Mesmerized by the flames of the candles
Blending together, everything was a blur

With every flicker, she became more enrapt
Her eyes, focusing on the dancing yellow
Not hearing his footsteps come from behind
He caught her off guard, this quiet fellow

He smiled ever briefly, then tipped his hat
Explaining why he was there, that day
Lighting a candle, for his wife, who passed
He gently knelt on the altar, to pray

Feeling a strong connection to this stranger
He, a man, who surely loved his wife
She was compelled, to kneel down beside him
And contemplate her own fate, in the afterlife

December Writing Prompt – Transfixed by the lights, she never noticed he was there – Day 13/31