On This Date ~ #Poetry #encore

28 Monday Oct 2019

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in My Thoughts, Poems, Poetry

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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, 2019, twenty-eight

In case you haven’t figured it out, today is my birthday. I originally posted this three years ago and have amended it to reflect this years date. I’m off for the day! See you tomorrow ❤

Unrecognizable – #poetry of #life

26 Monday Aug 2019

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in Poetry

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Why is it I don’t recognize, the face reflected back at me?

What is it about her look, I no longer wish to see?

Sunken, hollowed cheeks, color pale, in shades of white

Turn away, bow my head, I can’t take my ghostly sight

Missing is the sparkle, once, so prominent in these eyes

Replaced by tears of sadness, rushing, falling, from my eyes

No strength to fight the demon, it’s taking all I’ve got

Too weak to go on trying, yet too stubborn, to accept this lot

Determined for a comeback, keep my focus on the prize

Restore myself, back to life, there is no compromise.

Authors note: I am still unwell, trying to find the end of this madness. Four weeks and counting. I know what it isn’t, but not what it is. I see a specialist on Wednesday. I pray I finally find out what demon decided my body was its new home so I can evict it immediately! I miss you all and hope you are well. ❤

Off They Went – Looking for Mo & Jo

09 Friday Aug 2019

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in My Thoughts, Poetry

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Hi friends,

Still looking for my mojo, but Mo said no and Jo had to go, so here I am, my words, now my foe. 😩

I’ve been ill for two weeks now, some days are spent in bed. I’m hoping to kick this crap soon and get back to writing. Right now, I have no desire to do so. If you happen to see them, please send Mo & Jo back this way. I have cookies. 🍪

Hope you’re all well. Have a great weekend.

❤️

Dorinda