01 Thursday Nov 2018
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01 Thursday Nov 2018
Posted in November Writing, Poetry
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#NovemberWriting, #poetry, book, diary, dorindaduclos.com, moon, Night Owl Poetry, planets, realm, sky, stars, story, sun, writing
In the pages of this book, is where it begins
When evening falls, tis there, I fit in
Watching the stars that gently glisten
In the dark of night, I shall sit and listen
As the moon recites with much detail
How the sun and the planets all prevail
He tells of how, the birds do try
To reach him, far up in the sky
How the twilight shines, in all its glory
Oh, how the moon does tell his story
I could stay here, with him, evermore
For his light always reaches, to my very core
And in this place, I find sweet tranquility
Lost to the moon, in a realm of possibility
Goodnight, sweet orb, as I now close this book
Out the window, I stare, yes, for just one more look
November Writing Prompt – The realm of reliability – Day 1/30
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31 Wednesday Oct 2018
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#myphotography, #nofilter, #poetry, autumn, barren, cold, colorful, colors of autumn, dorindaduclos.com, Night Owl Poetry, Photography, poems, seasons, Winter, writing
Mixing autumn’s shades and hues
With barren branches, ever drear
How quickly til this season ends
Afore winter’s cold doth reappear
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31 Wednesday Oct 2018
Posted in October Writing, OctPoWriMo, Poetry
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#OctoberWriting, #poetry, condemning, destruction, dorindaduclos.com, Harold, haunting, Hester, Night Owl Poetry, OctPoWriMo, poems, seduction, visions, writing
Seduced by her beauty, but never knew why
Her vision would taunt him, til the day he’d die
Thousands of time, in the course of an hour
Hester would visit, in visions quite dour
She spoke to his heart, he heard every word
He thought himself mad, then thought it absurd
Harold was never much of lady’s man, not he
He never dated, nor married, nor had a family
It didn’t occur to him, why this would be
The sight of sweet Hester, had caused misery
How no one would ever match her, the magic
When Harold found Hester had gone, how tragic
Left him for another, she disappeared in the night
Leaving the poor man, alone, with his plight
Soon, she returned, to again, start her seduction
He had to deal with his heart, her destruction
He turned her away, this act, quite condemning
And so it began, the haunting of Harold Hemmings
October Writing Prompt – The Haunting of Harold Hemmings – Day 31/31 – Another month has passed us by. I loved the prompts for October. Thanks so much, ~M!! On to November!
OctPoWriMo
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31 Wednesday Oct 2018
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#poetry, black cats, Children, clowns, dorindaduclos.com, fools, ghouls, goblins, Halloween, Night Owl Poetry, poems, potion, Trick or Treat, witch, writing
I heard them shout, “It’s Halloween!”
As children scurried, about the scene
Clad in costumes, their faces painted
I’m sure we’ve never been acquainted
But still they come, and ring the bell
Trick or Treat, I hear them yell
Such silly little things, are they
Who walk about and head my way
I’ll greet them with a kindly smile
And watch them grab my candy pile
Then suddenly, they’ll take off running
They think they’re sly and ever cunning
But I got them good, just wait and see
I’ve made this for them, especially
A potion, of which is quite austere
Something to make it perfectly clear
Halloween is a night for ghouls
Witches, goblins, black cats, and fools
HAPPY HALLOWEEN EVERYONE!!
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