15 Wednesday Apr 2020
Posted in My Photography, Photography, Wordless Wednesday
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#myphotography, #nofilter, chipmunk, dorindaduclos.com, nature, seeds, Stubby, wildlife, Wordless Wednesday
My little buddy, Stubby, packing in the seeds and sticking his tongue out at me! lol
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14 Tuesday Apr 2020
Posted in #NaPoWriMo, Poetry
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#NaPoWriMo, #NationalPoetryMonth, #poetry, April, Day 14, dorindaduclos.com, goose, journey, Night Owl Poetry, poems, water, writing
Water ripples, through no sound is heard
She glides along water, this marvelous bird
Simple colors, her appearance is muted
To shelter from harm, for this she is suited
Paddles, well hidden, underwater, below
No little goslings, does she have, in tow
Reflections surround her, bright, in the sun
A goose, on a journey, alone, just one
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Image by Mabel Amber from Pixabay
13 Monday Apr 2020
Posted in #NaPoWriMo, Poetry
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#NaPoWriMo, #NationalPoetryMonth, #poetry, April, Day 13, death, dorindaduclos.com, night, Night Owl Poetry, owl, poems, prey, writing
He flies by night, through darkened skies
In search of prey, as moon does rise
Talons, hidden, tucked underneath
Eyes opened wide, he searches heath
The slightest movement, he can detect
His victim, knows no circumspect
Caught in claws, then whisked away
It shall not see the light of day
For the owl must feed his family
Hidden high above, in yonder tree
He’ll do this task, without fear
Each time the sunlight disappears
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Image by Gerhard Gellinger from Pixabay
12 Sunday Apr 2020
Posted in Colleen's Weekly Poetry Challenge, NaPoWriMo, Poetry, Shadorma
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#poetry, Children, Colleen's Weekly Poetry Challenge, dorindaduclos.com, Easter, Night Owl Poetry, poems, poetry challenge, secrets, Shadorma, writing
Colleen’s poetry challenge for this week is Poet’s Choice. I chose to write an Easter Shadorma.
Easter morn
With smiling faces
Kiddies seek
Their treasure
No one dares tell them the truth
It is a secret
Colleen’s 2020 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 172, #Poet’sChoice
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Image by Joshua Choate from Pixabay
11 Saturday Apr 2020
Posted in #NaPoWriMo, Poetry
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#NaPoWriMo, #NationalPoetryMonth, #poetry, alone, April, coronavirus, covid-19, Day 11, death, dorindaduclos.com, family, Night Owl Poetry, poems, writing
After reading an article on the coronavirus, and how family members could not see their loved ones, and how, if they passed, having a funeral was next to impossible, left me heartbroken. I know what it is like to not be able to say goodbye. And so, I wrote this…
By candle’s glow, I read the words
From a book, as worn can be
I’ve kept the roses he once sent
To show his love for me
Pearls, I wore around my neck
Opalescent, reflect the light
Bringing me back to memories
I now cherish, every night
Those days are gone now
His life no longer breathes
I see his face, smiling
Though I am now bereaved
The time passed by, too quickly
Oh, how so much had changed
I couldn’t say goodbye to you
Our lives were rearranged
Kept apart by a demon virus
I couldn’t even take your hand
Nor kiss your lips, one last time
I prayed you’d understand
Why I hadn’t been able to visit
I was there, in spirit, true
But it did not ease my sorrow
When you passed, alone, just you
So my dearest love, my man
I go on without you by my side
Until the day we are together
I will stay, safely locked inside…
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– Image by Myriam Zilles from Pixabay
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