01 Wednesday Apr 2020
Posted in My Photography, Photography, Wordless Wednesday
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#mybackyard, #myphotography, beauty, birds, cardinals, dorindaduclos.com, Night Owl Poetry, Photography, red bird, spring
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31 Tuesday Mar 2020
Posted in March Writing, Poetry
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#MarchWriting, #poetry, dorindaduclos.com, earth, heavens, life, moon, Night Owl Poetry, poems, swing, writing
I hang my swing upon a star
Tie it tightly, so I shall not fall
Move my legs, back and forth
Gaining height, though I am small
Feel the winds across my face
As my body begins to swoon
The atmosphere captures me
I’m getting closer to the moon
Behind me hides the setting sun
Casting shadows across the Earth
As I look down upon my home
I wonder, “What’s it all worth?”
Maybe I’ll stay up here awhile
In the heavens, there’s nothing I lack
Perhaps one day, I will return to say
I’ve been to the moon and back
March 2020 Writing Prompts – To the moon and back
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31 Tuesday Mar 2020
Posted in Poetry
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#poetry, covid-19, dorindaduclos.com, life, Night Owl Poetry, poems, potato chips, relax, shut0in, stuck at home, TV, writing
A night on the town
Oh, no, not for me
I’d rather stay in
Catch a flick on TV
Kick off my shoes
Recline in my chair
No make-up at all
Nor care for my hair
Grab a bag of chips
Munch til I’m content
Next, find the ice cream
On this, I’m hell bent
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28 Saturday Mar 2020
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#poetry, dorindaduclos.com, earth, haiku, nature, Night Owl Poetry, sheep, sorrow, teardrops, tears, writing
We are merely sheep
Languishing in the teardrops
Of a weeping Earth
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Image by Foundry Co from Pixabay
27 Friday Mar 2020
Posted in Poetry
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#poetry, Changes, dorindaduclos.com, flowers, Night Owl Poetry, poems, rebirth, spring, writing
An air settles
Upon the Earth
The subtlety
Of spring’s rebirth
That gathers round
Expands its girth
Anxious to let the breeze in
Flowers bloom
In vibrant form
Wakening now,
Tis their norm
To feel the rain,
A nurturing storm
This is their only reason
To decorate land,
In pastel hue
Add in vibrancy,
A pinch or two
Looking forward
To what else they’ll do
With the changing of the season
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Image by shell_ghostcage from Pixabay
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