Into the Abyss – #haibun – #senryu – #poetry challenge

10 Friday Jan 2020

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in Colleen's Weekly Poetry Challenge, Poetry

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Colleen’s poetry challenge for this week is Poet’s Choice. I chose to write a Haibun/Senryu.

Through the darkness of morning, a shrill sound breaks the silence. I am startled, groggy, finally realizing it’s the telephone ringing. I answer to hear apologies for waking me, as she rambles on about another place. She doesn’t care for where she is. She only knows she has to move.

I cannot go through this again. The last time nearly buried me. Still, I feel myself sinking further down, into that abyss, with no hope of seeing the light again.

Self-preservation
My anomaly exposed
Battles for the win

Colleen’s 2020 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 159, #Poet’sChoice

Anniversary – #VJsWeeklyChallenge #Haibun #Cinquain

23 Tuesday Apr 2019

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in Writing Challenge

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An anniversary, another date on a calendar already filled with them. And still we celebrate, or mourn, or both at the same time, if that’s even possible.

The end of the year is a rocky one for our family. My husband’s birthday is November 4th. The same day his father passed away, at the age of 55. I try to do what I can to make the day happy for him, and at the same time, honor my father-in-law’s passing. He was very much a dad to me when my own father, aged 57, passed a mere five months after Neil and I married.

We spent a week with my dad in Florida, as part of our two week honeymoon, and for that I will be forever grateful. It’s like he knew he was leaving soon, and getting his house in order while I was there. He passed away on New Year’s Eve 1985, one day after we spoke and said we’d be calling to wish each other a great year ahead. I never had that chance. Instead, I was wakened by a phone call at 1AM telling me he was gone.

I suppose we all have memories of loved ones who have passed. Some may not impact us as much as others, while the really significant ones hit hard.

My father–in-law encouraged me to be a writer. He himself was a published author, a Faulkner Scholar and a Professor of English. I can only hope I am honoring his legacy and making him proud. My dad taught me how to live life. He had more friends than I can ever count, and everyone loved him. I hope I am, also, honoring his vision of living.

Two men

Whose time has passed

Leave behind two children

Encouragement to carry on

Honored

V.J.’s Weekly Challenge #45: Anniversary

A Blessing in Disguise ~ #Haibun #Haiku #poetrychallenge

05 Tuesday Mar 2019

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in #haibun, Haiku, Poetry

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It’s the first challenge of March, and Colleen lets us pick our own words! Synonyms are not necessary but I used them anyway. I chose Safe and Cherish.

Written as a Haibun/Haiku, my synonyms are Protect and Nourish.

I watched, as Mother Nature decorated the brown grasses, with a crystalline white, fluffy coat. Each branch, of empty tree, was now steadily upholding the frosty layer she had placed upon it. This was her blessing, her way of guarding, and it was her way of readying the earth, for the arrival of spring. I truly felt this was how it was meant to be. When she finally ceased, the skies remained a bit overcast, with no moon to brighten the newly fallen flakes, but the sight was luminous.

Come morning, she did not leave us with the gray, clouded skies that she brought the night before, but instead, she left the azure blue of the heavens, and the flight of angels, floating above me. I was fascinated by how she had truly captured my attention and I was enrapt in her spell.

And I continued to watch, as she nourished the hardened ground, by offering her soft heart, the beauty of which she will allow me to envision. I wished to journey outside to behold her charm, but I dare not disturb a work in progress. Instead, I watched through a pane of glass, a true reflection of love.

Winter snows blanket

Like a mother shields her child

Protecting new life

Colleen’s 2019 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 126, “Poet’s Choice of Words”

#writephoto – But for a Moment – #haibun #tanka

29 Tuesday Jan 2019

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in Poetry, short story, WritePhoto

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As I look around me, I see white rain, insistent upon clinging to my limbs. I did not invite it to perch here, nor would I even consider it. It causes my world to turn gray, and I rather prefer a bit of color. Yet, year after year, it arrives in flocks to roost. You would think it could at least ask permission first. No, this annoyance is much like an entitled little demon, having no regard for the space around it. It falls where it may, and stays where it is unwelcome.

I suppose I shouldn’t complain all that much. Eventually, it tires and falls off of me, landing on the ground and nourishing the meadows. Oh, but my poor friend, Rocky. This madness covers him to the point where, he looks like some sort of snow creature. A bit daunting, if you ask me.

Alas, I shall wait until the first of spring, when the grass will be green again, and Rocky will return to his hardened, old self. Then, at last, I can stretch my limbs and bask in the coming of the sun.

Winter, drab and gray

Steals the color from my eyes

But for a moment

Glistening, as morning breaks

With pristine beauty, beguiles

Frozen in Time ~ #Haibun/Haiku #poetry

05 Saturday Jan 2019

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in Speculative Fiction Writing Prompt

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Diana, of Myths of the Mirror has a new feature on her blog called, “New Year, New Feature: a Speculative Fiction Writing Prompt.” Please visit the link to find out more about the challenge, then get to it!

I have set myself down on my mountain to bask in the cold, pure white snow. The full moon is my companion, and I glisten in its light. The daytime sun has been harsh, and I am battered by its heat, thankful for the winter air, to regenerate my soul. Still, I remain, a part of this vastness, alone, that is, until this particular day. I don’t often get visitors, but today is an exception. A trail of fine men have come to scale my sides and perhaps, even a bit of spelunking. I suppose I could show them I am here, but that would serve no purpose. Instead, I will wait until the moment is right.

Frozen in time, I
Sit upon the mountain top
Patiently waiting

Naïve men journey
Unaware of the danger
Oblivious eyes

As night grows colder
My cave offers them shelter
But not a way out

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Night Owl Poetry – Dorinda Duclos

~ "The silence of the night awakens my soul"

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