Pure Perfection – #poetry of #words

Night Owl Poetry - Dorinda Duclos


It’s only been a week
But it seems like forever
Been away far too long,
From the life I endeavor.

Words come out, a jumble,
Making no logical sense.
Mind blowing explosions,
Much too much intense.

How do I figure out
Each thought in my mind?
How do I solve this conundrum,
Of life, sometimes, unkind?

Am I but an enigma?
Please tell me so I know
Such poetry, in motion,
I rather, would not show

But it’s been awhile,
Since I scribbled out a page
I’ll leave you with untethered thoughts,
I’ve released them, from their cage.

Silly though it seems,
I let them fly in all directions
It doesn’t matter if they falter
‘Cause to me, they’re pure perfection

©2020 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
Image by cocoparisienne from Pixabay

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