My birthname was Dora Ann, my father called me Doran and that stuck into adulthood. I write under the name of Dorianna. The name Dora and all its derivatives means ‘gift’ or ‘gift of god’. The story above is true and not an isolated incident, in fact, that sort of thing happens quite often. I’ve suffered many hardships in my life and it has given me the gift of empathy and understanding enabling me to help those in emotional distress.
This poem was written in answer to a prompt at dverse to write a poem about the meaning of our name.
we were a distant dream
across an ocean
untill your spirit
as a lighthouse to a lost seafarer
beckoned me from my dark reality
guided me to a safe harbor
a seafaring voyage on the sea of love
to a heart full of light
The next two poems are shared in answer to the prompt @ dverse to write about a circus. I hate everything about a circus, the noise, crowd, dirt, smell and cruelity to animals. I suppose I could write about that disdain but I just am not motivated to do so. Instead I am going to share two poems I wrote recently that incorporates the subject.
My second poem for this topic may seem off topic until you remember that a Circus does often include fun houses , the house of mirrors and houses of terror.
I am a writer/poet writing under the pen name Dorianna Ric. I am a free spirit, naturalist who enjoys long walks, thunder storms and sunsets. Being born into a musical family, music and dance are my loves, nearly as much as writing. I am intense, sometimes dark, and philosophical. My writing, no doubt, will reflect these characteristics. You can read more of my work @