Where Monsters Tread – #poetry – #DomesticViolence – #NovemberWriting

07 Thursday Nov 2019

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in November Writing, Poems, Poetry

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Talk to me, I can ease your pain

I promise, he won’t hurt you again

No more hands, will strike you down

This cruelty ends, when hope abounds

Protect your heart, from this agony

And finally breathe, let your spirit free

To live your life, unafraid of the dark

Where brutality can no longer leave a mark

Find the place, to let your soul arrive

Somewhere, anywhere, you will survive!

He cannot hurt what he doesn’t own

You, one so beautiful, must not condone

Who you are, praise, what you become

Rid yourself of that which leaves you numb

It’s in you, seek out your true happiness

Forget about him, and all his crappiness

Remember these words, no more need for dread

Never again, shall you fear, where monsters tread

***On average, nearly 20 people per minute are physically abused by an intimate partner in the United States. During one year, this equates to more than 10 million women and men.*** (National Coalition Against Domestic Violence)

November Writing Prompts – Where monsters tread

Born of Beauty – #poetry #NovemberWriting

03 Sunday Nov 2019

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in November Writing, Poems, Poetry

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She breathed in, floral scented air,
Walked in silence, never shared;

Born of beauty, elegance, grace,
Branded by flaws, upon her face.

Chastised, by all the wrong doers,
She, simply, could not maneuver;

Around the evil words they spilled,
Heartache pierced her, left her chilled.

Whispered voices, in the night,
Horrid rumors, became her plight;

Hidden behind doors, she grew old, alone,
Cast away, twas the first pebble, thrown.

Which grew to a boulder, to her dismay,
Beauty, no longer in this place, could stay;

She’d steal away, under the midnight sun,
Be gone, before morning broke, begun.

Never again, allowing them to misconstrue,
She left no trace, of the life she once knew.

November Writing Prompts – Born of Beauty

Rendezvous – #poetry #DWP

02 Tuesday Jul 2019

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in Poetry

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A rendezvous, in the ebony night

Nothing is hidden, illuminous sight

She sparkles in his shadow, his smile, a shine

In hopes she will come to him, this beauty, sublime

He beckons to her, she draws herself near

Yet she never quite stops, sailing by, in the clear

Of winter’s dark, she’s a tease in the sky

Moon longs for Venus, but she passes him by

Authors Note: This poem and others like it can be found in my chapbook “Dark is the night“, available in paperback, and coming to Kindle soon!

Daily Word Prompt – Dark

Driftwood ~ #poetry #Afterwards

25 Friday Jan 2019

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in Afterwards Word Prompts, Poetry

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What tales can you tell, and how far did you roam?

Tossed about, in the waves, collecting the foam

Sifted, with the sands, tis where you lay, in waste

How sad, the rest of you, must have been misplaced

Drifting on the open waters, tarnished by the sea

Do you wonder where, and why, this is your place to be?

You wait, and hope, for someone, to find you most attractive

Perhaps a coffee table piece, one that’s quite abstractive

I think I rather like the way, you look here, on the beach

I’ll tuck you underneath the rocks, and keep you out of reach

From the tides that wander in and out, with never any care

I don’t wish them to take you back, they have had their share

I changed my mind, I’ll take you, I know the perfect place

You can decorate my garden, tucked in the perfect space

Afterwards January Prompts – Driftwood – Day 25/31

The Dream ~ #poetry #MLKDay #WOTD

21 Monday Jan 2019

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in Poetry, Word of the Day #WOTD

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#poetry, #WOTD, courage, dignity, dorindaduclos.com, dream, education, equal, justice, Martin Luther King Jr, misunderstanding, Night Owl Poetry, non-violence, peace, photo, poems, prejudice, together, word of the day, word prompt, world, writing

Martin Luther King Jr., the man, who had a dream

Imagined that life could be beautiful, this is true

So, why is it, we cannot get along with one another?

Why is it our words are, so often, misconstrued?

“I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: “We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal.” ~ Martin Luther King Jr.
Full text, including audio, can be found HERE

Word of the Day Daily Prompt – Dream

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