Dimly Lit Distractions – #poetry – #MarchWriting

It’s just past two in the morning. The house is quiet, except for the furnace, a dull drone through vents. I am reading, but I am not alone. The bathroom switch is flipped, but there is no light. I wait. Continuing reading, some minutes pass until, again, a light switch flips, this time in the hallway. Still no light, just a game being played. I laugh, knowing at some point she’ll give up and go to bed.

However, she will not sleep. She’s too busy wondering what I am doing up at this God forsaken hour. And I speak to her silently, saying, who else would know of your antics if I was not awake. All is still again, the furnace still hums, but the light switches remain quiet. There are no footsteps, only a small voice of a child, saying good night. She likes it here and visits often. A comfort, in an often dark world, such as me.

And just when I think it’s safe, I hear her giggling. She knows she has gotten me out of bed to write. Perhaps that is her ruse all along. Perhaps, she is my muse. At least for this moment.

Authors Note: Some of you may remember this little girl. I have written about her before, “A Tiny Voice“. Her visits have become more frequent and she no longer cries out. In any case, she knows she keeps me on my toes. 🙂

Worthwhile ~ #poetry #WOTD #FOWC #RDP

03 Sunday Mar 2019

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

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Our lives are a bit more fragile, then we like to believe

Each day we are alive, we may face yet another trial

But, on the day of reckoning, perhaps, we can perceive

That our presence on this Earth, has been worthwhile

Word of the Day – Fragile
FOWC with Fandango – Reckoning
Ragtag Daily Prompt – Trial

Men-o-pause ~ #poetry #whimsy

28 Thursday Feb 2019

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in Poems, Poetry

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Try to get it done, he says
When you are at home
Not enough hours, nor ways
But still I never moan
(Well, hardly)

How hard is it to understand
It’s really not so easy
All this work, takes its toll
Makes me rather queasy
(And gnarly)

I’ve many heated exchanges
There’s nothing cool about it
So the neighbors don’t think I’m nuts
I try to never shout it
(Stop it!)

Wipe the brow, with a towel
Another one to wash
I really wish there was a way
For laundry to be quashed
(Drop it!)

Oh, those lousy moody ways
I get when he’s around
Can’t he find another place to flop
Like on the ground!
(Oy vey)

Instead he lingers over me
A cat about to pounce
Sorry, babe, not tonight
I couldn’t care an ounce
(Go away!)

He mopes about, a wounded soul
Yep the hubby’s got it tough
Wonder how he’d feel
If he had it, oh, this rough!
(Le sigh)

Okay, maybe I’m being too hard
He’s really not the cause (uh huh)
But, oh, the pain he suffers
Brought about by men-o-pause
(Poor guy)

Once Again ~ Poem by Dorinda Duclos in Vita Brevis Poetry Magazine

27 Wednesday Feb 2019

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in Poems, Poetry, Published in Magazines

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I am honored to have my poem, “Once Again“, published in Vita Brevis Poetry Magazine. Many thanks to editor, Brian Geiger, for finding this piece worthy of gracing his publication. To read the piece, please click the link below. Thank you!