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#NaPoWriMo, #poetry, April 2019, death, dorindaduclos.com, National Poetry Month, Night Owl Poetry, omen, poems, raven, Shadorma, Solace, writing
She seeks her solace
Quietly
He hovers
But raven brings no comfort
Merely an omen
Colleen’s 2019 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 130 #SynonymsOnly – Poets Choice
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oOoOO!! Shadowy…:))
Pat
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Thanks, Pat! ❤️
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Sounds like a foreboding omen. I think solace is out of the question, at least for the moment. Very nice write.
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Thank you. There is no solace for this young woman…
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Good evening Dorinda,
I have just tagged you for the first game of Not Just My Verse, Your Two Two Too!
https://aguycalledbloke.blog/2019/04/03/not-just-my-verse-your-two-two-too-2/
Rory 🙂
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Awesome! Thanks!! 🙂
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Pleasure 🙂
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Goes off at 8 ET, not sure what time that is for you, probably in the wee hours?
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I’ll look out for it in my pings and if not will head over to your blog anyway.
🙂
Currently 00.19am UK time here.
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Go to bed, man!! lol
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Dark… but good!
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Thank you! ❤
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