30 Friday Mar 2018
Posted in Friday Fantasy, Holiday, Poems, Poetry
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#poetry, bunny, dorindaduclos.com, dragon, dress up, Easter, fantasy, Friday Fantasy, Night Owl Poetry, poems, silly, writing
They must have sneaked up on me
When I wasn’t paying attention
And now I’m wearing this silly dress
You can understand my apprehension
I know that Easter’s coming soon
But I still feel rather funny
You see, it doesn’t make much sense
To dress a dragon as a bunny!
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29 Thursday Mar 2018
Posted in Poems, Poetry, Throw Back Thursday #TBT
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I sat upon the mountain top
Gazing down on the earth below
Basking in all the wonders of life
With the sun in the sky, aglow
A gentle breeze blew slowly past
Like the flutter of a butterfly’s wings
Turning my face toward its gentle caress
I could hear the woodlands sing
Their song, the sound of angel harps
Each chord, a gossamer string
Melodies fly on the wisp of a cloud
With the beauty of all God’s things
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29 Thursday Mar 2018
Posted in Poems, Poetry, The Daily Post
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#poetry, #TheDailyPost, distraught, dorindaduclos.com, frantic, life, Night Owl Poetry, overwrought, patience, poems, word prompt, writing
Life, can throw you a million curves
You quickly become so distraught
Thinking it’s more, than you deserve
Your mind, becomes overwrought
No need to be frantic, just let it be
Duck, when it throws a curve ball
Things will get better, eventually
Be patient, it’s your life, after all
The Daily Post: Frantic
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29 Thursday Mar 2018
Posted in March Writing, Poems, Poetry
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#MarchWriting, #poetry, Dancing, dorindaduclos.com, frown, moan, myrtle, Night Owl Poetry, poems, smile, toast of the town, writing, writing prompt
Myrtle, it seems, was a terrible moaner
Which led to her becoming quite the loner
Miserable, she was, while waiting for him
Ventured out, on a lark, to satisfy a whim
Took a tour of the city, in a big fancy car
Made her name as she danced in every bar
The patrons made sure, to invite her back again
She made them promise, to be gentlemen
Even though they once caused dear Myrtle to frown
She now makes them smile, she’s the toast of the town
March Writing Prompt: Moaning Myrtle – Day 29/31
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28 Wednesday Mar 2018
Posted in March Writing, Poems, Poetry
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#MarchWriting, #poetry, caves, dorindaduclos.com, Night Owl Poetry, peaceful, poems, spelunking, tide, Tranquility, treasure, water, writing, writing prompt
Hidden beneath the earth
In a grotto, the tide rolls in
Is this place I can call my very own
Where tranquil waters caress my skin
I watch the sunlight streaming
From the darkness of my cave
Reflections float around me
Yet, I am not afraid
Though peaceful ripples signal
The tide is about to change
I will not leave this treasure
For everywhere else is strange
Here is where I feel at home
This is where I wish to stay
Quietly listening, to the sounds
Of the water, from the bay
March Writing Prompt: Spelunking – Day 28/31
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