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Undefined

14 Thursday May 2015

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I will not be defined
By the color of my skin
The style of my clothes
Or what shape I am in

My size does not make me
Any different from you
Look in the mirror
It’s all point of view

Society has
No claim over me
Trying to validate
What I refuse to be

But I know better
Than any of they
I know my heart
And with that, I’m okay

 

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The Breeze

23 Thursday Apr 2015

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The breeze

Takes the pages of my thoughts

Ruffles the edges

Carries them through the air

Without a worry

Without a care

Scattering my secrets

Sowing my life

 

 

©2015 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved

 

Friday Fantasy ~ Heaven on Earth

17 Friday Apr 2015

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Lay me down upon this stream
Where water glistens sweetly
Let me visualize this dream
That fills me so completely

Lanterns illuminate the night
Hidden shadows fill the mist
Shining with the pale moon light
Enrapture me in eternal bliss

Adorn the forest’s pure mystique
With nature’s splendid worth
No longer do I need to seek
I’ve found my Heaven on Earth

 

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Friday Fantasy ~ Keeper of the Maze

03 Friday Apr 2015

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Darkened thoughts invade my mind

Seeking ground they cannot find

Circling round in a boundless daze

I am the keeper of this maze

Trapped between these walls of stone

No longer flesh, now merely bone

Left alone, never to be found

Lost forever on these grounds

Who shall come and save my soul…

Who shall come and make me whole…

 

 

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Clutter

12 Thursday Mar 2015

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Can’t find my keys, Can’t find my purse

It’s getting late, It’s getting worse

Toss the papers in the air

Clutter, Clutter Everywhere

Under tables, On the floor

How did this become a chore?

Need to find someone to help

Where’s the dog and what’s that yelp?

The cat’s asleep upon a pile

I guess I’ll be here for awhile

The telephone’s ringing off the hook

No time to waste, no time to look

I have to leave, I’m out the door

I can’t take this anymore!

 

©2015 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
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