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#NaPoWriMo, #poetry, butterfly, Day 5, dorindaduclos.com, haiku, nature, Night Owl Poetry, poems, wings, writing
Wings, in upright position
Gracefully alight
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05 Monday Apr 2021
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#NaPoWriMo, #poetry, butterfly, Day 5, dorindaduclos.com, haiku, nature, Night Owl Poetry, poems, wings, writing
Wings, in upright position
Gracefully alight
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Image by Larisa Koshkina from Pixabay
04 Sunday Apr 2021
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#Easter sunday, #NaPoWriMo, #poetry, Day 4, dorindaduclos.com, Good Friday, Jesus, Night Owl Poetry, poems, resurrection, writing
In the presence of a light, so pure
Rising, ablaze, setting skies afire
They kneel to He who does endure
The sins of those who, once, held him higher
As dawn does break, awakening life
His hand lay heavy upon his heart
Those he trusted, instead, brought strife
And in turn, he must now depart
Come Friday morn, the maidens cry
They know what will happen soon
For this is the day their King shall die
When skies darken through afternoon
Watching as He makes his way
Carrying the cross He bears for all
His mother weeps, on this sullen day
And once again, her son does fall
Soldiers grow tired of this man, so frail
They call upon Simon to carry the weight
As the heavy wooden beam lay a trodden trail
With Jesus following, to seal his fate
Cries from the crowd, as He hangs from the cross
Though He hears not what they have to say
He speaks to His Father, but His words seem lost
Wondering, how He came to meet this day
He begs for mercy from Heaven above
While He forgives us through His pain
As we learn to embrace this unending love
The skies explode, in tears of rain
Two days pass, and the tomb lay still
As no one dare touch this sacred place
On the third day, moved the stone on the hill
Though empty, only shrouds, in its space
He has arisen, has come back from the dead
In fulfillment, watch, as He gathers His brethren
He’ll rise up, again, and glad tears will be shed
As we join Him, in the Kingdom of Heaven!
Happy Easter Everyone! He has arisen! ❤
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03 Saturday Apr 2021
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#NaPoWriMo, #poetry, Day 3, forest, girl, key, mystery, Night Owl Poetry, poems, secrets, writing
Cloaked in red, she stands in prayer
What lurks behind, she is unaware
Within her hands she holds the key
To unlock this forest’s mystery
But she is the only one to know
Will never let these secrets go
Though another lies in wait
For that perfect moment, unlock the fate
Of all who dwell within these woods
To release the forest’s ghostly goods
At last she senses, this maiden fair
Of who he is, she best beware
As he creeps closer, where she stands
And reaches out his unearthly hands
In hopes he can retrieve this key
Believes it belongs to only he
One more step, he is oh so near
And just like that, she disappears
Never able to uncover the mystery
It is locked away, the key, with she.
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02 Friday Apr 2021
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#NaPoWriMo, #poetry, clouds, day 2, dorindaduclos.com, Night Owl Poetry, poems, rain, secrets, writing
Could this, perchance, be how it rains?
Not within the clouds, but far above
A whispering sound, harmonic strains
Against the coo of the mourning dove
A river wide, flanked by verdant hills
Trees and fronds lay still in the breeze
In the distant, the calls of the whippoorwills
Telling tales, as assuredly, they tease
For they know the secret, hidden so well
When the banks of the river do sigh
Water pours down from a heavenly cell
Tis how rain really falls from the sky
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Image by Iván Tamás from Pixabay
01 Thursday Apr 2021
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#NaPoWriMo, #poetry, Day 1, deceit, dorindaduclos.com, gossip, lies, Night Owl Poetry, poems
A misconception
Often hidden, a lie
Gathers swiftly
Tongues wag
Eager voices trill
Rapid babbles cut
The truth
No longer heeded
Scoffed, by they who
Know nothing, yet
Pretend to know
Deceive the trust
Once given freely
No longer begs the notion
Decline settled in
Aged , unforgiven
Authors note: I am challenging myself to write 30 poems in 30 days. It’s been a while since I put my writing first. This feels wonderful!
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