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Night Owl Poetry – Dorinda Duclos

~ "The silence of the night awakens my soul"

Night Owl Poetry – Dorinda Duclos

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Misconstrued ~ #poetry

10 Saturday Mar 2018

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in Poems, Poetry

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#poetry, artist, dorindaduclos.com, dreams, life, misconstrued, Night Owl Poetry, painting, poems, visions, Wistful, writing


She dreamed, her visions, vivid, true

Lost in moments, oft misconstrued

Painting, she welcomed her own world

The images danced, as colors swirled

She knew not what she would dream next

Which always left her quite perplexed

No, it didn’t matter, she minded herself

Wistfully, they gathered dust on the shelf

Her visions, of days, now gone awry

She still continued, though not knowing why

 

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A Typical Place ~ #poetry

05 Monday Mar 2018

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in Poems, Poetry, The Daily Post

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#poetry, #TheDailyPost, dorindaduclos.com, empty, family, granny, Home, house, kids, life, Night Owl Poetry, noise, parents, poems, space, word prompt, writing


Something was missing inside this house
Sometimes noisy, it was quiet as a mouse

Perhaps they had left, gone out to play
Maybe they waited for, yet, another day

Still, the silence droned loudly in the tiny room
No one at the table, nor granny with her broom

Everything is tidy, but no one comes to see
This is where you’d always find, one big family

But times have changed, the kids all grown
Granny’s gone to a different home

The house lays still, collecting dust
The fireplace andirons, have started to rust

Where once, pure laughter filled the air
There’s no one home, there’s no one there

They’ve all gone away, and found their own place
Once a house full of love, is now one empty place

 

The Daily Post: Typical

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Inside the Pain ~ searching for understanding

02 Friday Mar 2018

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in My Thoughts, Poems, Poetry

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#poetry, battle, cruelty, dorindaduclos.com, God, judging, kindness, life, Night Owl Poetry, pain, poems, understanding, writing

It sucks to live inside this pain
I wish it would go away
No clue as how tomorrow will be
I live with this, day to day

It’s silent, so you can’t see it
Trust me, it’s there, how I know!
Please understand what I’m saying
This is something I’ll never outgrow

There’s this fire that burns inside me
A fire that will never go out
It’s been 12 long years of questions
And I’m still not sure, what it’s about

Depression’s a very big part of it
It’s hard to be happy, you see
But I try my best to wear a smile
So people will see only me

I’ve often wondered why
God chose me to take on this fight
I’m sure he had a good reason
Though what it is, is not black and white

I battle each day to move forward
Trying hard not to let it get me down
Sleepless nights always follow me
The sandman, perhaps, has left town

I’m in no way looking for pity
It would never describe who I am
Just consider what lives inside of me
And for God’s sake, give a damn

Don’t go off, talking, behind my back
I’m not lazy, it hurts just to move
Think twice before you judge me
You see, to you, I have nothing to prove

Only to myself, do I answer
And to my Lord, who I endlessly trust
Take time to understand, I’m human, too
Being cruel just makes you unjust

I will continue to fight this battle
I refuse to throw down my sword
If I can make one person understand
That would be more than any reward

 

If you’ve read this far, I thank you!  The links below may better help you understand the silent diseases many of us live with.  All I’m asking is that you always remember to be kind to others.  We are all fighting our silent battles.

Transverse Myelitis
Sjogren’s Syndrome
Fibromyalgia
Osteoarthritis
Lupus
MS
Depression
Bipolar Disorder

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Next Stop ~ #poetry

28 Wednesday Feb 2018

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in Poems, Poetry, The Daily Post

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#poetry, #TheDailyPost, devil, dim, dorindaduclos.com, dwell, hell, life, next stop, Night Owl Poetry, poems, train, word prompt, writing


Out, on this cold, dark and rainy night
The mist, dimming everything in sight

No matter where I looked for light, no luck
Twas when the noise, of thunder, struck

Caught me off guard, my heart in my throat
Feelings of doom, began to denote

The reason I was here, caught in the storm
Standing alone, on this creaky platform

Waiting impatiently for the train, all along
It’s where I knew, I would always belong

With no lights to guide me, I continue to roam
Yes, the devil has taken the only place I call home

Riding the tracks, to the next place, I’d dwell
I’m boarding this train, next stop, living hell

 

The Daily Post: Dim

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Broken Heart Strings ~ #poetry #RomanticTuesday

27 Tuesday Feb 2018

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in Poems, Poetry, Romantic Tuesday

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#poetry, #RomanticTuesday, broken heart, death, dorindaduclos.com, guitar, life, lost love, love, memory, Night Owl Poetry, poems, song, strings, writing


I hear your sounds, in the silence of the night

The wee hours call to me, your song, so right

The one you played incessantly, day after day

The one I played, to comfort me, when you went away

This memory I have of you, sings forever, in my heart

It lets me keep you close to me, now that we’re apart

Until the day, we meet again, your song shall ever play

Upon my broken heart strings, there, is where they’ll stay

 

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