27 Thursday Aug 2015
Tags
darkness, dreams, ghosts, lust, Night Owl Poetry, poems, poetry, Sunlight Streams, temptation
Eyes awaken in an ebony night
Shadowy movements dodging the light
Wondering what it is he sees here
Could it be her, the one he held near?
Darkness continues, playing its game
The silence whispering out his name
Brushing by him, in teasing allure
Wondering how much he can endure
She playfully invades his carnal dreams
Til sunlight through the window streams
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18 Tuesday Aug 2015
Tags
demons, Gates of Hell, ghosts, haunting, hell, Night Owl Poetry, poems, poetry
In a shimmering glow
The dead are awake
Floating about
They quiver and quake
Unearthly figures
Stay hidden inside
Haunting
Their devilish grins
Misguide
Roaming freely
The demons swell
Living inside
The Gates of Hell
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24 Friday Jul 2015
Posted in Friday Fantasy, Poems, Poetry
Tags
demons, evil, fantasy, fire, Friday Fantasy, ghosts, Night Owl Poetry, poems, poetry
Cast the demons to the light
Wicked in their scorching dances
Eerily moving, shadows glow
The rhythm of their flame romances
As ashes swirl into the sky
With sparks you cannot tame
This fire burns into your soul
You’re taken as their claim
To join them in their holocaust
Ablaze with ruinous sights
The ghosts of malefic evil
Dancing in the heat of night
Photo and poem ©2015 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
16 Saturday May 2015
Tags
#poetry, dorindaduclos.com, dreams, ghosts, Hiding in Plain Sight, lost souls, Night Owl Poetry, nightmares, poems, poetry, shadows
Waking from a fretful sleep
I feel a tremor slight
Have you been watching all this time
Throughout my restless night
How could I not see you
Hiding in plain sight
Or see your shadow roam about
In the echoes of the light
Was it your soft whisper
That brushed by me in flight
A final request from your own lips
To save you from your plight
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23 Monday Mar 2015
Tags
dreams, fake friends, friends, ghosts, haunting, Night Owl Poetry, nightmares, past, poems, poetry, Restless Nights
Friends of Old, Invade my Dreams
Their Vacant looks, their Hollow Screams
Taunting me, to Come and Play
Pushing, Pulling, from every Way
Why do they ever Haunt my Being
What is it that I’m not Seeing
Their faces Pale, their Eyes Agleam
Friends aren’t always what they Seem
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