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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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You’ll Never be Alone – #poetry #mom

09 Friday Oct 2020

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in My Thoughts, Poetry

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For Mom, my guardian angel…

Subtle little clues
You like to leave behind
To let me know you’re with me
Making it easier to find

Boxes filled with memories
Clothes, once hung upon the door
Are now laying in the hallway
Where you’ve put them, on the floor

You really needn’t show me
I can feel your presence near
Reminding me to be careful
Of the many treasures here

I’ve wrapped them up in paper
Placed them gently, as not to break
Packed up everything I could
Oh, how my heart does ache

Yet, in very quiet moments,
When I am in your home,
I can hear you whisper
“You’ll never be alone”

 

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Image by Karina Cubillo from Pixabay

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Passing Hours – #poetry – #heartbreak

10 Thursday Sep 2020

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in Poetry

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Hard to believe you’re gone three months already….miss you more every day.  Love you, Mom ❤ …til we see each other again.

Passing the hours, thinking
How could this be?
So much left to do, yet
You’re not here with me.

Life is a funny thing, really
It catches you off guard
But you find, you can’t laugh
Why is it, life’s so hard?

Days all muddled together
Feels like I’m stuck in a hole
Shoveling dirt out of my brain
Is beginning to take its toll

It’s not too long til I’m 60
Though I find no reason to celebrate
The days just aren’t the same
Since you left, on that June date

But you would tell me otherwise
Life is worth living, you’d say
Try as I might, the sorrow is real
And tomorrow, just another day

 

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Life-force – #poetry

14 Tuesday Jan 2020

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#poetry, bond, daughter, dorindaduclos.com, life, life force, love, mother, Night Owl Poetry, poems, teacher, Wisdom, writing


She scolds me when I’m stupid
Though she’ll never use the word
It’s simply by, the look in her eye
That proves no words need be heard

I acknowledge with an uneasy sigh
But, somehow, it never soaks in
She looks at me and wonders why
I’d rather sink, than swim.

Things ingrained into me
From so very long ago
Are sorely hard to leave behind
For my own good, I need to, though

So I never let another
Drain my life, oh, how I’ve tried
As hard as I try to fight it
A part of me has died

To leave it in the past, tis true
I must heed what I am told
By one much younger than me
Who, with a simple hug, enfolds

Bringing comfort to my weary heart
Breathing life into my soul
My daughter shares her life-force
The thing from me, another stole…

 

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Great Exceptions – #MayWriting – #poetry

30 Thursday May 2019

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in May Writing, Poetry

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#MayWriting, #poetry, child, dorindaduclos.com, exceptions, Father, Great Expectations, mother, Night Owl Poetry, poems, son, wife, writing, writing prompt


Children are full of expectations

Except, they never get their way

A mother looks for explanations

Except, she doesn’t know what to say

A father looks at his son as his twin

Except, the son moves on, despite

To build a life with a wife, who adores him

Except, when he always thinks he’s right

Each looks at the other, from different points of view

Except, no one really knows, what the right thing is, to do

 

May Writing Prompts – Great Exceptions – Day 30/31

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#writephoto – The Sign – #shortstory

16 Saturday Mar 2019

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in Poetry, WritePhoto

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#shortstory, child, clouds, daughter, dorindaduclos.com, moon, mother, Night Owl Poetry, photo prompt, sign, Sue Vincent's Write Photo, witch hat, witchcraft, WritePhoto, writing


“What did you do!!?”

“I, I did what you told me to do! Why are you so angry?” asked the little one.

“You did not do what I told you to do.” said Mama. “I give up, young lady. I don’t know why you can’t follow simple directions!”

Bewildered by her mother’s outburst, the little one sat, wistfully staring out the window. The moon was full tonight, her favorite time to watch it. “I don’t understand, Moon. She is so angry with me.” Of course, the moon didn’t answer. She just kept hanging around in a clouded sky. The little one just sighed. She had been doing that a lot lately. Mama expected so much from her, and she was only seven. Why wasn’t she allowed to be a child?

Born into witchcraft, Hailey was expected to be trained in the ways of the witches. But she had no desire to do so, and it showed. She kept messing up spells, and not listening when Mama told her what to do. She thought by now Mama would understand and stop pressing her. But it got worse. This time she had really done it.

“I don’t get it, any of it, “ she continued talking to the moon. “I don’t want to be a witch. I want to be a normal child. Do you think that will ever be? Oh, Moon, why won’t you talk to me?”

Hailey heard Mama coming back to the room, and she came to sit next to her. Hailey’s head was hanging down, and Mama gently lifted it with her hand. She saw the anguish in Hailey’s face, and realized, that perhaps, this life wasn’t going to work for her. She had dreamt of the day she would have a daughter, one to carry on after she had passed. But her daughter wasn’t like the others. She had a special quality about her, a glow none of the other children had. She folded her daughter into her arms, giving her a big hug.

“I’m sorry Mama…” Hailey began.

“Hush, child. It’s okay. I realize now, you aren’t meant to be a witch.”

“No, Mama, I don’t think I am. But I have a question. Why did you get so mad? I did what you told me to do.”

“Hailey, when I said take your hat and look for a sign, that wasn’t exactly what I had in mind!”

They both laughed, and the warmth of mother and child shined, a radiance like no other had ever seen.

 

©2019 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
Photo ©Sue Vincent – Sign

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