27 Tuesday Nov 2018
Posted in FOWC with Fandango, Poetry, Ragtag Daily Prompt
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#Fandango, #FOWC, #poetry, #RagtagDailyPrompt, #RDP, dorindaduclos.com, Inner Peace, leave, life, life path, Night Owl Poetry, poems, walk, walk away, writing
You must leave behind, that which causes harm
There is always promise, hope, for a brighter day
Remember, deep inside you, lies a hidden charm
Find your path to inner peace, dare to walk away
FOWC with Fandango – Leave
Ragtag Daily Prompt – Walk
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27 Tuesday Nov 2018
Posted in Colleen's Weekly Poetry Challenge, Etheree, Poems, Poetry
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#poetry, #tankatuesday, cold, Colleen's Weekly Poetry Challenge, dorindaduclos.com, Etheree, evil, moon, Night Owl Poetry, poems, poetry challenge, protected. chills, safe, writing
This week, Colleen has given us the words Cold and Safe as our challenge. Remember, you can only use synonyms to write your poetry!
Written as an Etheree, I chose Chills and Protected.
He
Is one
With the night
Under the pitch
Talons reach upward
Protected by the moon
It calls to his hidden side
Sending wicked chills down his spine
This energizing spirit incites
And he breathes it all in, aware, alive
Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge
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27 Tuesday Nov 2018
Posted in November Writing, Poetry
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#NovemberWriting, #poetry, chimney, dorindaduclos.com, fire, fireplace, Merry Christmas, Night Owl Poetry, poems, santa, Santa Claus, slide, stuck, whiskers, wilted, writing
Santa gets tired, dodging fire
That burns in the fireplace, below
All decked out in his fleece
And a little goose grease
Down the chimney he’d slide, like a pro
Feeling the heat, from under his feet
He tried very carefully, you know
To avoid all the flames
Without cursing your name
Little children might hear him, ut oh!
Once he found the tree, quite merrily
He would stack the toys, not a sound
Did he make as he swayed
To the music they played
This house, his most favorite, around
Up the chimney, jumpin’ jiminy!
Halfway, the poor man became tilted
The fire, now roaring
Dear Santa, imploring
“Even my white whiskers have wilted!”
So please, remember, this December
To make sure that your chimney is cold
He’ll be happier, see
As he calls to you and me
“Merry Christmas, to all, young and old!”
November Writing Prompt – Wilted white whiskers – Day 27/30
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26 Monday Nov 2018
Posted in FOWC with Fandango, Poetry
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#FOWC, #poetry, California, coma, dorindaduclos.com, Fandango's One Word Challenge, fire, human error, incompetence, Night Owl Poetry, unconsciousness, wildfires, writing
To remain in a total state of unconsciousness
While the country burns away, its swan song
Shows arrogance, such human incompetence
The mere fact? They claim to never be wrong
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26 Monday Nov 2018
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#poetry, dorindaduclos.com, dreams, fantasy, journey, life, mysteries, Night Owl Poetry, poems, reality, writing
Tis but a dream that wakes my mind
And feeds my soul with visions kind
That whirls the colors in my head
Breathes new life, to them, instead
But oh the mysteries it does reveal
When in my heart, these feelings, real
Draw me away from reality’s door
To find me, forever, wanting more
And the more I find, as I journey, yon
Reminds me to venture, on and on
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