11 Thursday Jan 2018
Posted in free verse, Love, Poetry
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#freeverse, #poetry, dorindaduclos.com, Heartbeats, love, lovers, Night Owl Poetry, poems, soul, writing
I rest my head, gently, upon your chest
And let your heart envelop my soul
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11 Thursday Jan 2018
Posted in January Writing, Poems, Poetry
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#JanuaryWriting, #poetry, aging, bankruptcy, broadway, dorindaduclos.com, Night Owl Poetry, poems, poor, shame, stardom, writing, writing prompt
She was a child of the poor
Knew not what her future had in store
A vision of elegant grace
Never simply just another face
On stage, her spirit, ignited
Still, beauty brings those, uninvited
She danced, leaving life behind
Then wept, for a life so unkind
They promised her, jewels and money
But the bright lights were cruel, unfunny
She was no longer wanted, they said
Broadway considered her dead
Aging had sent her away, in shame
Leaving nothing, but a flicker of a flame
Writing Prompt – Bankruptcy to Broadway – Day 11/31
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10 Wednesday Jan 2018
Posted in January Writing, Poems, Poetry
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#JanuaryWriting, #poetry, aroma, bottle, chardonnay, dorindaduclos.com, dream, fantasy, grapes, Night Owl Poetry, ocean, poems, sea, wine, writing, writing prompt
Ah, to sink into a sea of chardonnay
Allow it to drown my sorrows away
No need for a glass, nor a bottle or two
I’ll just throw myself in, and relax for a few
Take in the aroma, of apples and oak
Forget about time, as I’m in for a soak
This is my fantasy, a dream quite divine
Just me and oceans of chardonnay wine
Writing Prompt – A Sea of Chardonnay – Day 10/31
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09 Tuesday Jan 2018
Posted in January Writing, Poems, Poetry
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#JanuaryWriting, #poetry, dog, dorindaduclos.com, gulps, Night Owl Poetry, poems, pup, thirsty, water, writing, writing prompt
All this playing
Leaves my tongue hanging out
Just let me bury
My cute little snout
In a bowl of cold water
Please fill it up
Then get out of my way
Cause I’m a thirsty pup!
Writing Prompt – Thirsty Gulps – Day 9/31
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09 Tuesday Jan 2018
Posted in free verse, Poems, Poetry
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#freeverse, #poetry, death, depression, dorindaduclos.com, life, Night Owl Poetry, poems, sadness, self-hate, Upside Down, whirlwind, writing
The days are upside down
A whirlwind of unknowns
Each morning, I face them
A mirror image of who I am
But where do I need to be?
I overlook the important
To dwell in the mundane
Endlessly searching for me
Wondering where I went
Yet, never finding myself
It’s a brutal pattern
A continuous thread
Unraveling, dangling
With no scissors in sight
To cut away the fray
Until it is too late
Everything I have done
Denigrated, criticized
Until the attacks cease
Forever brought to an end
Authors Note: Just letting you know I am fine. My poetry, lately, has been reflective of those who are not fine. I am merely a voice for those who cannot speak…
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