#writephoto regulars – Meet Dorinda Duclos

Sue Vincent's Daily Echo

I asked the writephoto challenge regulars if they would like to come over and introduce themselves. Today we meet Dorinda Duclos from Night Owl Poetry.

Without those of you who write and read the pieces inspired by the weekly photos, the writephoto prompt would not exist. So, if you follow or take part in the weekly challenge, why come over and introduce yourself too?

Being a regular does not mean taking part every week… so why not drop me a line?

Thank you for having us, Sue!  I am thoroughly enjoying finding out my fellow writers, bloggers and all around talented people.  I don’t know where to start, so I guess the beginning would be good.

I was born many moons ago in New Jersey, spent my younger years in Brooklyn, NY, before moving back to NJ, where I still reside.  I am an only child (as Mom wasn’t…

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What Hope? – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon


Angst – Word of the Day


Photo: ichef-1.bbci.co.uk

What Hope?

He left her broken body,
their child a silent mess,
the landlord has no patience,
her friends have closed her out,
the family turned away.
They’d warned her of the prospects,
lectured long and hard,
for better or worse it’s her bed now,
but her shoulders are bowed with strain.
She worries for their child,
what love is this?
What hope?
The food is running low,
though a stranger gave her money,
enough till welfare day almost,
but will there always be tomorrow,
will there be a birthday too?
Should she take back the bruises?
at least he brought her bread.

©Paul Vincent Cannon



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davidbrucehaiku: eat your colors

Let go of the could-be’s and should be’s

Soul Magica

“If only I had done a post graduation course….”

“If only my wife was more enthusiastic…”

“If only I had help around the house…”

“If only I had my kids sooner…”

“I wish my parents had given me as much freedom…”

“I wish I was as lucky as her/him…”

How many times we let our fantasy ruin our real life. Not to say I hadn’t fallen into the prey of could be’s and should be’s. Every now and then I’d get into the whole circle of how my life would be better if a certain scenario had played out slightly differently. My biggest regret was not having done a post graduation course which I thought had made me less competent as far as getting a job was concerned. I kept giving myself excuses for why my life was not perfect. Thing is I had everything that can constitute to having…

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