23 Thursday Mar 2017
Posted in Haiku, Poems, Poetry, Poetry Challenge
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#DailyHaikuChallenge, #Haiku365, #poetry, dorindaduclos.com, haiku, hands, Harmony, love, Night Owl Poetry, peace, poems, poetry challenge, power, Power of Love
In our very hands
The power of love creates
Universal peace
Should you like to participate in the challenge, simply link back to Morgan’s first post found HERE
Day 143/365
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02 Thursday Mar 2017
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#poetry, bubble, dorindaduclos.com, Night Owl Poetry, nighttide, peace, Photography, poems, release, soul, sunset, thoughts
I dwell inside this tiny bubble
It keeps me safe and out of trouble
Where only trees and clouds appear
I have nothing, on this Earth, to fear
I stay inside, and watch the day
The sun, once shining, falls away
Then nighttide finds its way inside
My thoughts now travel, far and wide
This is where I find release
My soul surrounded, by unending peace
Author’s Note: This was a bubble my mom blew and I leaned down to capture it, unaware it had my reflection in it, along with the sky, clouds and trees. And as such, this poem was born 🙂
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30 Monday Jan 2017
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#poetry, darkness, dorindaduclos.com, dreams, God, Jesus, journey of faith, life, light, Light of God, Night Owl Poetry, peace, poems, sleeping beauty, Solemn Hope, spindle, thorns
I am no sleeping beauty
My finger I will not prick
I’m looking for the light of God
To forget this darkness, thick
But the thorns do not allow me
To find that peaceful place
So I wander through the night
To find His sacred grace
Where I can lay my head, to rest
No spindles, to make me bleed
Just close my eyes, in solemn hope
And let my dreams concede
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22 Sunday Jan 2017
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#poetry, caretaker, crowded, daughter, depression, dorindaduclos.com, family life, glum, life, mother, Night Owl Poetry, numb, overwhelmed, peace, poems, wife
The days grow short, nights are shorter
I’m a wife, a mother, and a daughter
Pulled in all directions, until I’m numb
It’s no wonder why, I’m feeling glum
I need some space, to call my own
A quiet spot, where I’m unknown
No one to call my name, out loud
Far away, from the roaring crowd
Yet, I do not know, of such a place
To live my life, at my own pace
One day I hope to find that peace
When overwhelming moments cease
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19 Thursday Jan 2017
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#poetry, dorindaduclos.com, join, joy, life, love, moon, Night Owl Poetry, peace, poetry, rebels, togetherness, War
Sitting on the moon above
Looking down upon the land
I have to wonder what it is
That people find so grand
There are wars without intention
And rebels, without a cause
I wish they would just stop it all
Take a deep breath, and pause
Find the hope in one another
It seems long ago, forgotten
Throw away that hatred
Into the trash, the rotten
Join together, hand in hand
In peace and joy, there of
So when I look down from my perch
All I can see, is love
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