26 Monday Sep 2016
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Thoughts that carry moments
Left lingering in the dark
Cold and ever wandering
Extinguished, lose their spark
Yet, this fire burns inside me
Chars the paper, where I lay
The words my soul has written
With the flames of yesterday
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20 Tuesday Sep 2016
Posted in Fiction
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Their eyes locked, a clandestine meeting of two hearts. She looked away, but he could not. She could feel the fire of his stare, salacious, as he took in her beauty. She felt her cheeks flush, her body, all sensation, the longing for his touch, and his lips upon hers. She could bare the heat no longer, the aching need to lose herself from the inferno building inside her. Writhing, twisting and turning, she finally released herself from the tangled mass of sheet and blanket. Tearing them off her, bathed in sweat, she was finally free. Until night fell again.
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12 Monday Sep 2016
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She writes, to drive away reality
Lost in worlds, of immortality
Searching passages of ancient rhyme
To drown the sorrows of life, unkind
Once written on a single page
Smeared about, by senseless rage
This story, penned, becomes a blur
The one that’s known to only her
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12 Monday Sep 2016
Posted in Upcoming Novels
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Deception, devil, Devil's Pond, dorindaduclos.com, evil, fantasy, mystery, Night Owl Poetry, novel, sacrifice, writing
Good morning! I’d like to share the synopsis of a novel I’m working on, titled “Devil’s Pond“. I hope it leaves you wanting more 🙂
They were inseparable. Five young friends whose sense of adventure usually got them into trouble. This time was no different. Venturing out into what would turn out to be a stormy night, they headed for an area they were told was off limits. The sand lot was a forbidden place, a place no one spoke of, where no one dared step foot on, until now. Intrigue ruled out over warnings and a game of hide and seek commenced. Until one remained hidden.
As the storm bears down on them, they run, frightened for themselves and their missing friend. Not caring about the consequences that would await them, they quickly gather their parents to explain. But something is wrong. Baffled, the children wonder why Father Tom is the one to arrive first. Why isn’t anyone calling the police? How will their friend ever be found? And what price will they pay for getting too close to Devil’s Pond?
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Artwork: ©2010-2016 Jonathan Duclos All Rights Reserved
08 Thursday Sep 2016
Posted in Poems, Poetry, Throw Back Thursday #TBT
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Verses sing, sweet poetry
Penned in perfect symmetry
Hearts that spill of love divine
Feelings merged and intertwined
Unspoken words upon a page
Memories of a restless age
Written down for mortal self
Left in pages on a shelf
More than mere simplicity
The lyrics of our symphony
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