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15 Friday Oct 2021
29 Thursday Apr 2021
Posted in Poetry
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06 Friday Dec 2019
Posted in Friday Fantasy, Poetry
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Enchantment waits in ebon flight
A raptor takes his place
Guided by the maiden’s light
In this mysterious place
Upon her shoulder he does rest
To wait the next command
A silent chant from ruby lips
Awakens where she stands
Fairy lights from her lantern glow
Fueled by the maiden’s plight
They must find the one she loves
In the darkness of the night
Yet, Enchantment waits in ebon flight
With a destiny to foretell
“I am the one you are waiting for,
This owl, now rapt in your spell.
I’ve traveled back from whence I came,
To light your lantern once again”
©2016 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
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20 Sunday Jan 2019
Posted in Poetry, short story, WritePhoto
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She blends with glass, stained and downtrodden
Roaming the sacred halls, with those, misbegotten
The face so hopeless, sadly, no smile on her lips
She, a ghostly figure, marked, for eternal unbliss
Brick covered walls, will keep her safely inside
Painted on flowers, create a scene, she confides
In her imagination, lets it take flight, in this place
She wants only to stay, as she longs for embrace
Yet, roaming about, she leaves no trace behind
She keeps to herself, in the hopes, she can find
The one thing she misses, in this ungodly world
But, afraid to find it, keeps her heart, tightly furled
Til, alas, she gives up, and gives in, such a shame
This pretty young maiden, they don’t know her name
For none claim to see her, even though she is there
Seems they only feel coldness, surely, tis Liza’s despair
©2018 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
Photo ©Sue Vincent – Imagination
04 Sunday Mar 2018
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The pearl of the sea, she trusts him
Yet, it’s only his hand she can see
Hesitant to let go of her gem
She waits for a sign, his plea
He does not want the opalescence
Only what she hides, in her shell
The maiden, is his only desire
And her heart begins to swell
Every man before him
Wanted only to reap the reward
Pearls, from the mermaid, who guards them
Leaving the lady, unexplored
But he finds the beauty, within her
Nacre holds nothing, compared
To the woman, who lives below the surf
His love for her now declared
©2018 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
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