Aging – #FlashFiction – #CarrotRanch

11 Saturday May 2019

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction

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Charli, over at the Carrot Ranch gave us the prompt Growing older. Here are the rules:

In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about growing older. It can be humorous, dark or poignant. It can be true or total fiction. It can be fine wine or an old fossil. Go where the prompt leads!

I’m living a wonderful life, though age has decreased my gait. Still, I manage to have some fun, I want to live it, before it’s too late. Life, is much too short, to leave it on the side of the road. The older I get, the more I know, take it all, before you’ve slowed.

Growing older is beautiful, I was put here, for a purpose. Until that is complete, I’ll remain here, on this surface. To live, laugh, love, play, until time is not a thought, then I’ll say I’m finally done, but… I haven’t lived for naught

Word Count: 99

Prompt: Growing Older

Carrot Ranch May 9: Flash Fiction Challenge

The Center – #poetry

06 Monday May 2019

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in Poetry

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You are the center of your universe

Making things, so small, much worse

Always with a scornful look or sneer

To even those you once held dear

While time is fleeting, passing you by

All you think of is an eye for an eye

How silly it is to go on living like this

Instead of kindness, you choose to diss

Those who gave their precious time

Who, in your eyes, are quite begrimed

This I offer, though you won’t hear

My words, no matter, are very clear

Seek His peace, and hope, and light

Then learn to love instead of fight…

Author’s note: I have been struggling to get through health issues as well as family issues, but I’m over it. I don’t mean to sound harsh, but for my own healing and well being, I have to move aside. These words are the final pouring out of a very hard decision that was, unfortunately, inevitable. Thank you for reading…

The Red Door – #NaPoWriMo – #AprilWriting – #poetry

26 Friday Apr 2019

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in #NaPoWriMo, April Writing, Poetry

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Dare to take a chance
Never mind the mundane
Life is gray matter
It could use a bit of color

Sweep away the boring
Forget about the plain
The day to day truly
Couldn’t be much duller

Choose the door
To opportunity, open wide
Sidle away from strife
Spice it up, it’s waiting

You’ll never know til you do
Just take a step inside
Hurry now, no time to waste
I promise, it’s captivating

April Writing Prompts – Choices or Chances – Day 26/30

Frailty ~ #poetry #WOTD #FOWC #RDP #DWP

25 Thursday Apr 2019

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in Daily Word Prompt, FOWC with Fandango, Poetry, Ragtag Daily Prompt, Word of the Day #WOTD

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I try to negotiate my way through life, but sometimes fail

I always seem to find myself in a hurry, forever yearning

But life’s a cornucopia of things, and too often, I am frail

It’s time for me to contemplate, what really is concerning

Word of the Day – Yearning
FOWC with Fandango – Hurry
Ragtag Daily Prompt – Cornucopia
Daily Word Prompt – Negotiate

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