On This Date – #poetry #encore
28 Thursday Oct 2021
Posted in Halloween, My Thoughts, Poetry
Tag Archives: fate
The Haunted Bride – #poetry of a #ghost
04 Monday Oct 2021
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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
Friday Fantasy ~ Enticed – #poetry #butterflycinquain – #NaPoWriMo
09 Friday Apr 2021
Posted in #NaPoWriMo, Butterfly Cinquain, Friday Fantasy, Poetry
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#NaPoWriMo, #poetry, betrayal, Butterfly Cinquain, Day 9, dorindaduclos.com, fate, Friday Fantasy, Night Owl Poetry, poems, seduction, writing
Enticed
She climbs the steps
Daring the fates, unknown
White candles flicker, beckoning
Seduced
This fire, out of her control
Burns deeply in her soul
She falls victim
Betrayed
©2021 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
Image by Enrique Meseguer from Pixabay
On This Date – #poetry – #encore
28 Wednesday Oct 2020
Posted in My Thoughts, Poetry
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#poetry, birthday, dorindaduclos.com, fate, life, Night Owl Poetry, October, poems, writing
With each flickering flame, my years unfold
Tapering down, leaving days of untold
Dripping memories, of past events
Happier times, still I’m not quite content
Candelabra in hand, a welcoming light
The fire, still burning, with no end in sight
Celebrating the day, reaching for more
Wondering what this life has in store
As closer to Halloween, comes the time
Knowing I still haven’t yet reached my prime
So, I’ll blow out the candles, let the wax seal my fate
On this day in October, 2020, twenty-eight
In case you haven’t figured it out, today is my birthday. I originally posted this four years ago and have amended it to reflect this years date. I’m off for the day! See you tomorrow ❤
©2016 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
Photo via Pixabay
#FridayFantasy ~ Tempt the Hands of Fate – #poetry
27 Friday Dec 2019
Posted in Poetry
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#poetry, dorindaduclos.com, dream, fate, fire, Night Owl Poetry, nightmare, poems, possession, reality, sleep, writing
Awakening, from a nightmare
I realize, I’m not asleep
Try to pull the blankets up
Find them tangled, in a heap
Sweat pours down, like waterfalls
I try to wipe it, with the sheet
Suddenly, I’m freezing
But, can only feel the heat
Fire blazes before me
Flames devour what’s around
The din, it is quite deafening
But I cannot hear a sound
It dares me to snap out of it
Snap out of what? I have to ask
This dream has taken over
And it’s taken me to task
Of waking to reality, where
The walls don’t suffocate
Breaking free from what possesses me
I tempt the hands of fate
©2019 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
Image by Jasmin Key from Pixabay
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