24 Saturday Jun 2017
Posted in Poems, Poetry, The Daily Post
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It approaches
Lingering shadows
Filling the blackness
Haunting illusions
Filling empty spaces
Surrounding the innermost
Profound secrets
Hiding in the night
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24 Saturday Jun 2017
Posted in Haiku, Poems, Poetry, Poetry Challenge
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#DailyHaikuChallenge, #Haiku365, #poetry, animals, baby, boss, dorindaduclos.com, elephants, haiku, helping others, kindness, life, mama, Night Owl Poetry, poems, poetry challenge, writing
When life has you stuck
Give it a nice, gentle push
Show it who is boss
Daily Haiku Challenge ~ Day 235/365
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24 Saturday Jun 2017
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#poetry, despair, dorindaduclos.com, life, mirror, Night Owl Poetry, poems, reflections, sin, writing
Locked inside this pane of glass
The world is just outside my grasp
No one seems to see me here
I’m lost forever, this I fear
Stuck inside, this isolation
There is no hope, for my salvation
For those that I have sinned against
This is how I’m recompensed
Kept hidden, though I know not where
The mirror reflects, my own despair
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23 Friday Jun 2017
Posted in Haiku, Poems, Poetry, Poetry Challenge
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The nighttime sizzles
When skies turn into fire
During summer’s heat
Daily Haiku Challenge ~ Day 234/365
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23 Friday Jun 2017
Posted in Friday Fantasy, Poems, Poetry
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#creativewriting, #freeverse, #poetry, dorindaduclos.com, fantasy, Friday Fantasy, life, Night Owl Poetry, paper, passion, pen, poems, soul, stroke, writer, writing
I am but a piece, created from a strip of bark
Crumpled by your hands, smoothed out again
Your thoughts, played over and over
My essence lacks emotion, and yet, I
Am able to feel the passion that flows
From your fingertips, through the pen, to me
A single sheet of paper, waiting, watching
As you bring me to life with every stroke
With every sigh, with every bit of your soul.
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