22 Friday Mar 2019
Posted in March Writing, Poems, Poetry
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There was a hygienist, named Ruth
Always found cavities like a sleuth!
But she never would numb
To the pain, you succumb
Evil grin, as she yanked out your tooth!
March Writing Prompts – The hipster hygienist – Day 22/31
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24 Saturday Nov 2018
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#poetry, anxiety, depressions, dorindaduclos.com, Exhausted, exhaustion, life, me, nerves, Night Owl Poetry, pain, poems, self-worth, writing
Why is it that the stars, can glow nightly?
But I easily burn out, exhausted, unsightly
My body dares me, to move about, quickly
Until the nerves become angered and prickly
Deciding I should, at last, just park it
Before something else, happens to spark it
Into a raging inferno, of liquid molten rock
When I look in the mirror, I see total shock
On a face I don’t recognize, how could it be
That the face in the mirror, used to be me
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15 Monday Oct 2018
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#poetry, anxiety, depression, dorindaduclos.com, exhaustion, humanity, ignorance, life, Night Owl Poetry, on the edge, pain, poems, uncertainty, wayside, writing
Binding ties that grip the mind
Reality speaks, but so unkind
Fails to bring the healing vibe
Reminding me, things don’t jibe
Exhausted, as I trip and fall
No balance in this body, small
Wonder what it was I did not do
Always asking why, but never knew
Poisoned, I come down a notch
While others stop, and stare, and watch
As momentum drags me to my knees
Ugh! Dear God, I’m begging, please
Release my being, from this evil ride
That leaves me on the edge, wayside
Author’s note: I am fine. I wrote this because so many of my friends, as well as myself, are going through so many health issues, all of us, who grew up together. You have to wonder….
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18 Tuesday Sep 2018
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#poetry, clouds, darkness, dorindaduclos.com, emerge, light, Night Owl Poetry, pain, poems, rain, rainbow, sunlight, Tanka, weep, writing
I watch the Earth weep
As rain falls from a dark sky
Releasing its pain
Til light of day emerges
With colors of a rainbow
Authors Note: This was my first attempt at a Tanka. I’m not sure if I got it right!! All comments, help, etc, are greatly appreciated!
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17 Monday Sep 2018
Posted in Poetry
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#freeverse, #poetry, aging, Cobwebs, dorindaduclos.com, forgotten memories, life, Night Owl Poetry, pain, Pieces, poems, Unusual, Vita Brevis, vitabrevisliterature.com, writing
I am honored, once again, to have one of my poems published in Vita Brevis! Many thanks to Brian Geiger, editor, for finding this piece worthy of gracing his literary publication! 🙂
Submitted by Dorinda Duclos
I find them in the most unusual places
Little pieces of me I must have left behind
I wonder why they stopped where they did
How they settled in the forgotten cracks
Was it on purpose, or was it I no longer cared?
The particles of my life I chose to leave
Not wanting to be remembered for what was
Rather, what is, and what lies ahead
A glance in the mirror shows a different face
I battle the days when age is not a number
But a feeling, of weary bones, and creaky joints
That one cannot forget about, for another day
As I amble down the hallways, through time
A cobweb, seemingly misplaced inside
Makes me wonder if the spider, too
Has left behind her pieces, in forgotten webs
While she moves on, to find what lies ahead
And as I sweep away the…
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