29 Tuesday Sep 2020
Posted in Colleen's Weekly Poetry Challenge, Poetry, Tanka
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#poetry, #tankatuesday, Colleen's Weekly Poetry Challenge, dorindaduclos.com, gloom, Night Owl Poetry, poems, poetry challenge, sunlight, Tanka, writing
Looking, not for gloom
I must seek the rising sun
Casting eyes upward
Knowing, I will find the light;
Warm comfort in these dark times
COLLEEN’S 2020 WEEKLY #TANKA TUESDAY #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 197, #SPECIFICFORM: Tanka
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23 Monday Sep 2019
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In the dead of night,
When moonlight shines
My lantern captures,
That which is mine.
Awakening graveyard,
The spirits do beckon
Calling out to me,
At least, what I reckon;
Is their immortal way
Of conveying their wishes
And I am never,
At all, suspicious.
For this is the time
Of the year I bloom
Though others may see
A most certain gloom
Autumnal equinox
My treasure, my Fall
The time in my life,
When the spirits enthrall
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13 Thursday Sep 2018
Posted in Poems, Poetry, Throw Back Thursday #TBT
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#poetry, #TBT, darkness, day, dorindaduclos.com, gloom, light, midnight, moon, Musette, night, Night Owl Poetry, poems, Throwback Thursday, writing
Midnight
Darkest hour
No light
Day gone
Fades into black
Moves on
Moon shows
Chases the gloom
And glows
Author’s Note: The Musette, created by Emily Romano is a poem that consists of three verses of three lines each. The first lines have two syllables; the second lines have four syllables, and the third lines have two syllables. The rhyme scheme is a/b/a for the first verse; c/d/c for the second verse, and e/f/e for the third verse. The title should reflect the poem’s content.
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24 Tuesday Jul 2018
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#mythoughts, #poetry, 3AM thoughts, disappear, dorindaduclos.com, gloom, keyboard, me, Night Owl Poetry, poems, rain, Remember, thunder, verse, writing
Late hours, rain pouring outside my window
Passing showers, thunder clamoring, and I know
It’s the time, when I find the words so easily
When they rhyme, thoughts coming on, so peacefully
What is it, about the sounds of nature’s wrath?
Why do I sit, instead of seeking out its path?
To wander about, feel the water on my face
I have no doubt, I’d get lost in such a place
Instead I’m here, listening instead of being
How I wish to disappear, the power surely freeing
To get lost, in a world outside this room
At any cost, to do away with all this gloom
But here I stay, my fingers speak of what I see
In every way, I shall remember, this is me
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21 Tuesday Nov 2017
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#poetry, dorindaduclos.com, ebony hue, evening, gloom, light, moon, night, Night Owl Poetry, poems, sky, sun, tomb, writing
Night settles over, like a vaporous gloom
Envelopes my soul, in a darkening tomb
Looking ahead, I seek out the light
The only one promising, to bring me through night
Skies part the way, not a moment too soon
All at once I am swallowed, by a heavenly moon
As day comes to an end, and the sun bids adieu
The eventide wraps me, in its ebony hue
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