12 Thursday Oct 2017
Posted in October Writing, Poems, Poetry
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#OctoberWriting, #poetry, dorindaduclos.com, forgotten, haiku, music, Night Owl Poetry, poems, sound, spell, strife, vacant stare, writing
Music held her in a spell
A sound that brought to life
Forgotten times, of yesterday
Her life, now filled with strife
Each note became her solace
As she played to her despair
For no one knew what she hid
Behind her vacant stare
Writing Prompt: Vacant Stare – Day 12/31
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11 Wednesday Oct 2017
Posted in Haiku, October Writing, Poems, Poetry, Poetry Challenge
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#DailyHaikuChallenge, #Haiku365, #OctoberWriting, #poetry, changing seasons, dorindaduclos.com, frost, haiku, leaves, Night Owl Poetry, poems, poetry challenge, seasons, Winter, writing
Sweet autumn scurries
Though portions of time await
Seasons change again
Daily Haiku Challenge ~ Day 345/365
Writing Prompt: Portions of Time – Day 11/31
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10 Tuesday Oct 2017
Posted in Haiku, Poems, Poetry, Poetry Challenge
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#DailyHaikuChallenge, #Haiku365, #poetry, autumnal, dorindaduclos.com, haiku, leaves, Night Owl Poetry, Nightfall, poems, poetry challenge, red maple, writing
Autumnal crimson
As red as a setting sun
Illumines the night
Daily Haiku Challenge ~ Day 344/365
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10 Tuesday Oct 2017
Posted in free verse, Poems, Poetry, Romantic Tuesday
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#freeverse, #poetry, #RomanticTuesday, dorindaduclos.com, flesh, love, lovers, moon, night, Night Owl Poetry, One, poems, romance, touch, touching, writing
A touch ignites a shiver
A fiery tingle of flesh
Upon flesh, we breathe
Under the quarter moon
Light reflecting only
In places, unknown
We venture, seeking
We find, and linger
And in the night
We become one
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10 Tuesday Oct 2017
Posted in October Writing, Poems, Poetry
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#OctoberWriting, #poetry, cow, dorindaduclos.com, farmer, Night Owl Poetry, poems, silly, spilt milk, writing, writing prompt
Bessie stuck her head out
She was looking for the farmer
The one who showed up daily
He was really quite the charmer
This shiny pail, he carried
With a smile upon his face
Foot stool waiting patiently
Upon which he took his place
But this day was very different
Poor Bessie, she was bilked!
The farmer chose another cow
Now she cries over her spilt milk
Writing Prompt: Spilt Milk – Day 10/31
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