Into the Abyss – #haibun – #senryu – #poetry challenge

10 Friday Jan 2020

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in Colleen's Weekly Poetry Challenge, Poetry

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#haibun, #poetry, abyss, Colleen's Weekly Poetry Challenge, dorindaduclos.com, mental health, Night Owl Poetry, poems, poet, poetry challenge, senryu, writing

Colleen’s poetry challenge for this week is Poet’s Choice. I chose to write a Haibun/Senryu.

Through the darkness of morning, a shrill sound breaks the silence. I am startled, groggy, finally realizing it’s the telephone ringing. I answer to hear apologies for waking me, as she rambles on about another place. She doesn’t care for where she is. She only knows she has to move.

I cannot go through this again. The last time nearly buried me. Still, I feel myself sinking further down, into that abyss, with no hope of seeing the light again.

Self-preservation
My anomaly exposed
Battles for the win

Colleen’s 2020 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 159, #Poet’sChoice

Thank you, Paul Lenzi… RIP dear friend

14 Saturday Jul 2018

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in My Thoughts

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#mythoughts, death, friend, Paul Lenzi, Poesy plus Polemics, poet, poetry, saddened

For all who have not heard, the poetry community lost an incredible man yesterday.

His son writes, “It is with deep regret that I have to announce the sudden passing of my father Paul Lenzi. He was the cornerstone of our family and will be missed dearly. He began this blog as an a creative outlet and as a way of sharing his poetry. He never imagined it would develop such a large following, and the overwhelming support he received from this community touched him deeply. On behalf of our entire family, thank you. We are proud of the legacy of words he left behind.”

Paul was a very dear friend, and an incredible human being. He helped me when I first started sharing my poetry, always having kind words to encourage. I am deeply saddened that I will not see his name in my inbox any longer, but I am hoping his family will keep his blog, “Poesy plus Polemics” up and running so that we may go back and reread the many wonderful words he has written.

Paul, your legacy will live on through your beautiful family and through us, as the poetry community, and especially me, will never forget you.

Sleep well, my friend. I know God has you in his loving arms. ❤

Poet’s Log: Star Date 2018 ~ #AprilWriting

22 Sunday Apr 2018

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in April Writing, Poems, Poetry

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#AprilWriting, #poetry, #writingprompt, dorindaduclos.com, earth, Night Owl Poetry, planet, plight, poems, poet, space, stars, verse, words

Space, the lines on the paper
These are the scribbles of the Night Owl Poet
Her never-ending mission
To explore strange new words
To seek out new verse
And new split-infinitives
To boldly go where no poet has gone before

(Cue bizarre sounding music)

I fly through words, origins unknown
As I wander around my place
I’ve tried to use them all, you see
But they clutter up my space

Tossing papers, crumpled wads
Leaving poems, quite unfinished
I’d rather watch the stars go by
As my thoughts have now diminished

I need to leave this planet, Earth
Find a home, where I can survive
Then I can write, about the night
I landed, on Ceti Alpha Five!

April Writing Prompt: This…is Ceti Alpha Five – Day 22/30

Where My Life will End ~ #poetry #freeverse

11 Friday Aug 2017

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in free verse, Poems, Poetry

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#poetry, bleed, cascade, dorindaduclos.com, invisible, letters, memories, Night Owl Poetry, poems, poet, scared, waterfall, words, writer, writing

There was a time

when the words

flowed like a waterfall,

an endless cascade

of letters, gathering

together like waves

in the ocean, crashing

down in a sigh, then

slipping away once again.

This is where my life will end,

like the bottom of a riverbed,

dried up, seared by the heat

of the daytime star, scarred

where words no longer

can bleed brittle memories,

merely to fall away,

an invisible page

Famously Unknown

01 Tuesday Sep 2015

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in Poems, Poetry

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famous people, forgotten, Infamously Unknown, Night Owl Poetry, poems, poet, poetry, popularity, write, writers

I write to spill my dreams
Upon the blank pages of life
I write to tell my stories
To release an inner strife
I write to open up my heart
And let the love shine through
I write with mixed emotions
When I don’t know what to do

I prefer to be in the quiet
Tranquility soothes my bones
I close off all the outside noise
I like to write alone
I pretend to be an actress
I play a part with words
Some can relate quite easily
While others find it absurd

Yet I am still a wordsmith
My thoughts I share aloud
Acting out a roll rehearsed
And playing to the crowd
To those who hear, I speak my mind
The words I recite, intone
In hopes one day you’ll remember me
When I’m famously unknown

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Night Owl Poetry – Dorinda Duclos

~ "The silence of the night awakens my soul"

Tag Archives: poet

Into the Abyss – #haibun – #senryu – #poetry challenge

Thank you, Paul Lenzi… RIP dear friend

Poet’s Log: Star Date 2018 ~ #AprilWriting

Where My Life will End ~ #poetry #freeverse

Famously Unknown

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