Tag Archives: loneliness
The Gift
 
walking in the park 
spied a woman on a bench
 
I felt her pain
walked over to inquire
 
‘my life is worthless’ she exclaimed
seeking peace from family woes
 
offered aid and hope
giving light to darkness
 
saved her that day
she called me angel
 
©dorianna ric
all rights reserved
 
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.
 
Thank you for sharing this post
Dear Poet

poet

©dorianna ric
all rights reserved

Thank you for sharing this post
Pen on Fire

pen on fire

©dorianna ric
all rights reserved

Thank you for sharing this post
Winds of Love
 
one summer day
love rambled in
on a borrowed breeze
settled in my heart
 
 
came October winds
love drifted away
with the rustle
of felled autumn leaves
 
©dorianna ric
all rights reserved
 
 
Thank you for sharing this post
Fair Maiden Waits

across an ocean bluemaiden waits at sea
fair maiden stands
on white-hot sands
waiting for you

a promise of hope
is her strength to cope
nary a falter
her love never altered

with a heart that’s true
unaware of your guise
hope in her sighs
across an ocean blue
fair maiden waits for you

©dorianna ric
all rights reserved

Save

Save

Thank you for sharing this post
Imprisoned Heart

Imprisoned Heart

©dorianna ric
all rights reserved

Thank you for sharing this post
Mute

Mute

©dorianna ric
all rights reserved
 

Thank you for sharing this post
Agony is a Dancer

agony is a dancer

©dorianna ric
all rights reserved

Thank you for sharing this post
Haunting Guilt

her image wanders the alleys of his mind
her memory lingers in a silent scream

when the moon is blue her vision haunts
a tormenting retribution to his soul

he calls out her name in anguish
there is no answer she is gone

he cries out remorse too late 
her ears no longer hears his apology

only her haunting memory remains 
no one to give absolution to his guilt

©dorianna ric
all rights reserved

Thank you for sharing this post
Caught In The Storm

I enjoyed you like a gentle rainfall
in the illusion of peach blossoms
heavens emitted the scent of passion
love’s profusion, electric sensations
I was swept into the soothing spray
an affectionate shower of deception

destruction struck in duplicity
guise manifested in a darkened sky
foreboding clouds and whipping winds
stark thunder of impending doom
abusively uprooted the sprouting tree
love’s roots had never been planted

danger lit the warning skies
there came a storm of furious rage
gentle rain now an angry downpour
shattered dreams, broken limbs
heeding too late the disaster warnings
caught in the midst of your abusive storm

©dorianna ric
all rights reserved

 

Thank you for sharing this post

Next Page

%d bloggers like this: