The Path to Nowhere – #poetry – #JanuaryWriting

12 Saturday Jan 2019

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in January Writing, Poetry

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A path through the forest, a welcome sight, by day

She had wandered, for so long, much to her dismay

White slabs, edged in stone, ornate for this space

She set out on the trail, hoped to exit this place

Soon trees were bent over, as if they waved hello

Eerie shadows, in the sunlight, danced, to and fro

Twas then, by chance, she’d finally, made her way out

Til she looked again, scrunched her face, in a pout

She’d seen it all before, nothing new, how could it be?

Then, threw her hands in the air, sighed, rather loudly

The path went round in circles, she truly had to laugh

So, she grabbed her camera, and took a photograph

January Writing Prompt – The stone path through the woods lead her nowhere – Day 12/31

The Sentry – #poetry #tanka

18 Thursday Oct 2018

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in Poems, Poetry, Tanka

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Nestled in the dark

Hidden by emerald leaves

A wood creature stands

Guarding his territory

From those who dare destroy it

Friday Fantasy ~ A Hint of Mint – #poetry #dragon #SeptemberWriting

28 Friday Sep 2018

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in Poems, Poetry, September Writing

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Deep in the forest, among the trees

The wings of a dragon, soar with the breeze

A hint of mint from the gardens below

Cascades through the forest’s verdant show

Its fragrance, sweet as autumn air

Making this dragon seem more aware

Of the beings, who have entered here

And make their way too dangerously near

Far beyond the ridge, there’s a hidden lair

Where you’ll find, he’ll trap you then declare

There’s no escape from your own abduction

And soon, you’ll learn, the dragon’s destruction

For no human has ever left these woods

They’ve disappeared, vanished, gone for good

September Writing Prompt – A hint of mint – Day 28/30

Woodland White – #poetry #SeptemberWriting

05 Wednesday Sep 2018

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in Poems, Poetry, September Writing

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Between the forest, lush and green

There’s a road that takes you where

The woodlands, covered in the mist

Wait peacefully, but beware

Beyond the heavy fog, there lies

A mystery, not for the meek

You can feel the energy around you

Feel the rush of its mystique

As tales once told, the hidden spirits

Do still linger here these days

Dare you walk this way alone

They just may come out and play

For blended in the whitest fog

An ethereal presence is strong

Tis when you will finally realize

They’ve been waiting for you, all along

September Writing Prompt – Woodland white – Day 5/30

Scared for Good ~ #poetry #dark

14 Monday May 2018

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in dark poetry, Poems, Poetry

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In a darkened place, beside a tree
A rusted, old, antiquated jalopy
Sat with no driver, appeared empty
Not really sure how this could be

The headlights were on, beaming
Light through the fog, streaming
In the distance, someone screaming
Please wake me up, I must be dreaming!

This nightmare has gone too far
I can’t get away, from this wicked car
I’m not even sure where we are!
This whole thing is quite bizarre

Wait. What do I mean saying we?
All this time, I thought, it’s only me
I’m not really sure what it is I see
But this forest has become too creepy

Half asleep, I try to make my way back
Through the foggiest mist, in the black
Of night, where the spirits always attack
And I find myself, way off track

Fumbling around, looking for light
Not another soul, within my sight
Thank goodness, that would be a fright
If someone else, came out, in the night

Running blindly, through the wood
Flashbacks of evil, a lost childhood
I’d awaken myself, if I could
Nightmares keep you, scared, for good

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Tag Archives: woods

The Path to Nowhere – #poetry – #JanuaryWriting

The Sentry – #poetry #tanka

Friday Fantasy ~ A Hint of Mint – #poetry #dragon #SeptemberWriting

Woodland White – #poetry #SeptemberWriting

Scared for Good ~ #poetry #dark

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