Debbie Duncan Poet Dramatic Verse

Belladonna

As I draw my last breath. 
I kiss her lips and wait.

I watch the carnival of lost souls.
Watch them all in their caravan.

On my weak body, I lay her hand.
How we laughed and played thru 
the meadows of our heaven.

Though I have faith in the night.
My tear filled skin is soaked to the bone.

Love should not be if it feels like this.
I should let the devil dance upon my grave.

"If it is true I never see you in the light of day again.
I shall be lost to the darkness forever more.

Belladonna, my love,  do not leave me now.
I cannot bare to lose you this day.

There would be no life in this body.
If I did not have your love and kindness
bestowed upon me.  





9/ 6/ 2013  Fri     listening to gothic music 

Belladonna is Latin for “beautiful lady”.

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Vladislav Raven May 5, 2017 at 12:46 PM Hi Debbie, i am so glad that you put me on to this poem. It is excellently written, wonderful content from start to finish. The emotions flow from beginning to end. The emotion touches my heart deeply as i read. A beautiful composition Debbie. This one has to be a seven and a fave. Listening to Gothic music, you have written a gothic poem to match. A quality write Debbie. Hugs....Mike. XX

Keith O.J. Hunt February 26, 2017 at 7:43 AM Such sweet sorrow here, done very well so the reader can feel more than just see. I especially liked your last verse. All the best.

Andrea Dietrich June 10, 2014 at 5:57 PM Hi there, Loving this poem again. how are you doing, Debbie?

Don Johnson October 27, 2013 at 7:29 PM yes it makes the goosebumps sway babe.... Debbie Duncan October 27, 2013 at 10:17 PM Does that mean you like it ;}

Kelly Deschler October 18, 2013 at 5:57 PM I love this poem, Debbie! It almost reads like a vampire story. It has those gothic elements, yet there is a deep sadness within this poem. Excellent work!...By the way, I smiled at your note, "listening to gothic music". That sounds like me, too!...Thank you for the great comments. Sorry, I missed your birthday! :) Debbie Duncan October 19, 2013 at 12:13 AM Thank you Kelly ;}

Michael Ainsley October 18, 2013 at 9:16 AM I forgot to say I really enjoyed reading this poem Belladonna. Thank you Debbie.

Michael Ainsley October 18, 2013 at 9:09 AM This reminds me of my wife's passing. Everything I know of love I learned from her. The final lesson was that I should share what I Learned from her with the world and carry on. Debbie Duncan October 18, 2013 at 11:37 AM Thank you Michael ;}

Charmaine Chircop September 16, 2013 at 1:48 AM watch someone leaving is always heartbreaking.especially when even the heart leaves too..Sad and beautiful ..Tnks for stopping by my humble verse.

Cherl Dunn September 15, 2013 at 7:47 PM Passions saddening beauty lies within these lines and it has a beauty to itself alone nicely expressed here love it. cheri Debbie Duncan September 16, 2013 at 12:16 AM I thank you much ,, cheri ;}

Duke Beaufort September 15, 2013 at 7:44 AM Hey--thanks for visiting. You are always an inspiration. Also, art museums are a lot like collections of poetry. We get to see just a little bit of how others perceive the world. Almost like getting into the brain of the artist as much as we can possibly do. Debbie Duncan September 16, 2013 at 12:17 AM Thank you Duke ;}

Duncan Chappell September 15, 2013 at 1:15 AM as always more powerful in each and every poem xxxx duncan Debbie Duncan September 15, 2013 at 1:35 AM I thank you ;}

Yanny Widjanarko September 12, 2013 at 9:51 AM Great inspiration here Debbie, enjoyed my reading today :) thanks for visiting in my page before :D wishing you a wonderful day :D hug, yanny Debbie Duncan September 12, 2013 at 1:27 PM Thank you Yanny ;}

Ken Carroll September 8, 2013 at 2:26 PM Hi Debbie, A well crafted mystical write. Ken Debbie Duncan September 8, 2013 at 3:04 PM Thank you Ken ;}

Andrea Dietrich September 7, 2013 at 11:41 PM I was trying to think of carnival of lost souls as I read this. It made me feel like that old movie, so sad and haunting. Debbie Duncan September 8, 2013 at 9:00 AM Yes, there are a few old, old, movies with lost souls running around ;}

Dr.Ram Mehta September 7, 2013 at 8:03 PM Nice , touchy and passionate poem Debbie Duncan September 8, 2013 at 9:01 AM Thank you ;}

Poet Destroyer A September 7, 2013 at 4:02 PM Debbie, one of the prettiest poems I've read today. a deep and sad write... enjoyed very much... I had no idea you enjoyed Gothic music.. xox..Love Linda Debbie Duncan September 7, 2013 at 7:03 PM Thank you Linda ;} Ordo Funebris-portrait of innocence.wmv

Anne-Lise Andresen September 7, 2013 at 1:01 PM - Debbie (Belladonna), a poem that is touching and beautiful at the same time - Have a great weekend! - oxox // Anne-Lise :) Debbie Duncan September 7, 2013 at 2:19 PM Thank you Anne- Lise, YOU have a fab weekend my friend ;}

Karen Anglesey September 7, 2013 at 9:48 AM This is excellent and an eloquent mix between subtle passion and musical inspiration. Favorite line "I watch the carnival of lost souls. Watch them all in their caravan". Captivating write :) Debbie Duncan September 7, 2013 at 10:35 AM Thank you Karen , I almost took that line out ;}

Duke Beaufort September 7, 2013 at 9:35 AM Debby, love does make life so much more. I was not built to be a go-it-alone soul so I know what inspires you. Thanks for all your comments and know you bring a dividend of pleasantness into my life. Thanks