19 Monday Nov 2018
Posted in Cinquain, November Writing, Poetry
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#NovemberWriting, #poetry, control, dorindaduclos.com, greed, mortals, Night Owl Poetry, otherworldly, poems, power, sage, silver, writing
A staff
Held in his hand
Captured from mere mortals
Proves otherworldly for a sage
Controls
November Writing Prompt – Silver Sage – Day 19/30
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18 Sunday Nov 2018
Posted in FOWC with Fandango, Poetry
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#FOWC, #poetry, blossom, cultivate, dorindaduclos.com, Fandango's One Word Challenge, helping, Night Owl Poetry, Rendezvous, seed. humanity, tryst, writing
Never waste a moment, lest your garden be remiss
Cultivate it full of hope, and don’t forget the weeds
A human rendezvous, each blossom and you, a tryst
Standing back, watching it grow, simply from a seed
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18 Sunday Nov 2018
Posted in My Photography, Photography, Silent Sunday
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#myphotography, #nofilter, #silentsunday, canada geese, dorindaduclos.com, lake, lakes of NJ, nature, Night Owl Poetry, Photography, rocks, Silas Condict Park, Sunday afternoon
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18 Sunday Nov 2018
Posted in November Writing, Poetry
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#NovemberWriting, #poetry, bustle, dorindaduclos.com, gloating, mini skirt, Night Owl Poetry, petticoat, poems, rustle, writing
She never liked the sound, twas always a nagging rustle
When she wore her longest skirt, over that annoying bustle
Wanting more freedom, from those cumbersome togs
She threw on her mini skirt, the kind in those catalogues
All the other women, looked at her, oh! Quite distraught
Melanie paid no mind, never giving it a second thought
In fact she found them amusing, all she could do was gloat
Knowing they’d never be happy, in those plastered petticoats
November Writing Prompt – Plastered petticoats – Day 18/30
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17 Saturday Nov 2018
Posted in FOWC with Fandango, Poetry
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#FOWC, #poetry, dorindaduclos.com, exploitation, Fandango's One Word Challenge, homeless, impose, life, man, Night Owl Poetry, uncaring, writing
How often we impose on our fellow man
By simply robbing him blind, of his wares
Exploitation, abuse, since time first began
Yet, you still wonder why, nobody cares
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