Wishing for Yesterday ~ #RomanticTuesday #poetry

14 Tuesday Aug 2018

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in Poems, Poetry, Romantic Tuesday

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Daydreaming, thoughts, only of you

While sunlight comes, streaming through

The trees in the glen, where I hide away

And sit here, just wishing, for yesterday

This was our place, to make memories last

Now, it’s my place, of memories, past

I come here to listen, be one with the breeze

Sadness has claimed me, as time didn’t freeze

The moments we had, they’re no longer here

But you’ll stay in my heart, always, my dear

So, I’ll let the sun shine, let it warm my face

As I quietly sit, in this now sacred place

Because, I know, one day, together we’ll be

Until then, I’ll be waiting, right here, for thee

At it Again ~ #poetry #muse

13 Monday Aug 2018

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in Poems, Poetry

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My muse is at it, once again

This time she’s sprouted wings

To make her journey faster, she says

Who believes in such a thing?

“I’m tired of sitting on the shelf”

She whines, with her usual flare

“I can’t do everything by myself!”

I yawn, like I really don’t care

And she flutters by me, nudging

I try to swat her away, but I miss

Back and forth, she flies about

I don’t think I signed up for this

But she knows just how to get me

Awakening this dreamer, she can!

It’s quite impossible, to try to sleep

Those wings of hers, sound like a fan!!

She No Longer Cries ~ #poetry

07 Tuesday Aug 2018

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in Poetry

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She finds herself lost on this lonely trail
Thoughts keep returning, sorrows prevail
A broken heart cries, so fragile and frail
Things she remembers, but cannot curtail

Darkness surrounds her, she closes her eyes
Trying to find the answers to the whys
Why this had happened, she quietly sighs
Tears long dried up, she no longer cries

Knowing she was not the one who had sinned
Emotions had caught them both, a whirlwind
As much as she tried, her feelings chagrined
For she knew he was gone, his love he’d rescind

But light, a reminder, her chance to forget
No longer, would she live, nor even regret
Starting over, she knew, with a different mindset
She’d never again be considered a soubrette