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A spirit lingers
No Turning Back – #poetry #spirit #Tanka
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All that Chatter – #poetry – #JanuaryWriting
28 Monday Jan 2019
Posted in January Writing, Poetry
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I don’t know how it happened, how they locked me in this cage
They’re outside, chattering, while I’m stuck here, enraged
They’ve a warped sense of humor, I need time to figure this out
Somehow I have to open the door, I can’t just sit here and pout
Don’t worry, I won’t do that, I’m nothing like dogs, no way
I’m superiority at my very best, soon, I’ll make those birds pay
Three against one, a bit unfair, as in this cage, I ponder
All these hours, chatting away, is too much time to squander!
I have to stay alert, and wait, the timing must be right
A distraction would be helpful, I can’t stay in here, all night
Finally! They’ve stopped that noise, are they now asleep?
I’m trying to look around at them, I mustn’t make a peep
Looks like they’re dozing, sounds good, I think I will partake
Curling up in sweet silence…
Their squawking, gave me a headache!
January Writing Prompt – As they chatted away, he needed to find a way out – Day 28/31
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Finite ~ #poetry #TheDailyPost
07 Thursday Sep 2017
Posted in Poems, Poetry, The Daily Post
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#poetry, boundaries, dorindaduclos.com, end, finite, infinite, loathe, Night Owl Poetry, poems, restrictions, The Daily Post, trapped, word prompt, writing
Should it come to an end, never to remain
My world, restricted, again and again
A finite place, I have come to loathe
Trapped by limits, naked, unclothed
Living inside of me, a place to call home
Colorful nights, in vibrant monotone
Watching the shadows, creep in with a smile
Knowing they won’t last more than awhile
Yet, I still have this time, should I complain?
As I listen to the infinite, whisper in vain
The Daily Post – Finite
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The Wooden Box ~ #poetry
25 Thursday May 2017
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#poetry, agony, claustrophobia, darkness, dorindaduclos.com, fear, hiding, night, Night Owl Poetry, poems, trapped, writing
Wooden slats laid on the floor
Up the sides, so many more
The ceiling’s just another wall
Insanity finds you, you start to fall
Down to the bottom, no sign of light
No windows nor doors, it must be the night
Nowhere to turn, nowhere to run
When will this agony ever be done?
You feel all around, as you move side to side
It’s too dark to tell, for fear, where you hide
Down in the corner, head in your hands
You cry out in anguish, silent demands
But no one can hear you, they’ve all gone away
In this wooden box, forever, you’ll stay
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Trapped ~ #DailyHaikuChallenge #poetry of #winter
21 Saturday Jan 2017
Posted in Haiku, Poems, Poetry, Poetry Challenge
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#DailyHaikuChallenge, #Haiku365, #poetry, cold, dorindaduclos.com, haiku, Night Owl Poetry, poetry, poetry challenge, snow, sunlight, sunset, trapped, trees, Winter
Trapped in winter’s cold
Branches cloaked in snow, shiver
As the sunlight fades
Should you like to participate in the challenge, simply link back to Morgan’s first post found HERE
Day 82/365
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