27 Saturday Oct 2018
Posted in Poetry, Tanka, WritePhoto
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#poetry, dorindaduclos.com, glimmer, light, masterpiece, night, Night Owl Poetry, photo prompt, poems, sunset, WritePhoto, writing
I wasn’t able to participate in Sue’s #writephoto – Glimmer – last week, but the picture was too beautiful to pass up. Better late than never! 🙂
Tis but a glimmer
Of light that shines below me
Ah but the night calls
In a glowing masterpiece
Painted by the setting sun
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Photo ©Sue Vincent
27 Saturday Oct 2018
Posted in October Writing, OctPoWriMo, Poetry
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#OctoberWriting, #poetry, Cobwebs, coven, dorindaduclos.com, forbidden, hidden, master witch, Night Owl Poetry, OctPoWriMo, poems, skeleton, spell, witch, writing
Where what appears, as a mere cobweb
Actually has something, well hidden
A coven of witches, hold court inside
Sorry, mundane, you’re forbidden
Only the powerful may pass the door
A simple spell will never make it
You must study with the master witch
Trust me, you’ll never be able to fake it
For these witches know the ones so true
They can feel the vibrance, profound
Stay back, if you know what’s good for you
Or in their web, you are sure to be bound
October Writing Prompt – The Cobweb Cloaked Coven – Day 27/31
OctPoWriMo
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27 Saturday Oct 2018
Posted in My Thoughts
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dorindaduclos.com, life, my thoughts, night, Night Owl Poetry, peace, rain, sleep, spirits, writing
The sound of the rain against the window pane, like a constant knocking. Loved ones from above, trying to come in. Let me open the window…
I’m awake at this ungodly hour and it is raining. Usually it lulls me to sleep, but not tonight. Too much on my mind, so I will just lie here and listen. Join me, won’t you?
26 Friday Oct 2018
Posted in OctPoWriMo, Poetry, WritePhoto
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#poetry, dorindaduclos.com, energy, forest, Night Owl Poetry, OctPoWriMo, poems, Serenity, soul, spirits, Sue Vincent, way-stone, WritePhoto, writing
I walk the path, far into the woods, and suddenly lose my way. Ahead, I sense an energy, one I haven’t felt all day. I see it rising, high above me, covered in moss from the land, and realize I am no longer lost, for this stone shows the path, well planned.
It tells me to journey onward, no need to fear this place; for here is where the spirits dance, how I long to see their face. I marvel at this majestic sight, on a marble slab, it stands; and with its mighty energy, I bow, and clasp my hands.
Allowing those around me, to channel their way through; and thank the kindly forest, for keeping them, here, so true. I best be on my way, I have other places to see; however long it takes me, I have found my energy.
For in this forest, serenity, as the spirits take control; and I shall return, again, one day, for I am one, now, with its soul.
Join Sue, every Thursday, as she delights us with a new photo (or two)!This one is is quite interesting!
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Photo ©Sue Vincent
26 Friday Oct 2018
Posted in October Writing, OctPoWriMo, Poetry
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#OctoberWriting, #poetry, dead, distructive, dorindaduclos.com, Night Owl Poetry, OctPoWriMo, poems, prey, walking dead, writing, zombies
Destroying all they see, with fright
A ziglet of zombies, troll the night
Leaving the town, in chaos and fire
One by one, they fulfill their desire
Of taking down, the one’s so small
They have no sense of being, at all
Pieces of them, they drop on the way
Searching for their next, unwilling prey
Roaming the land, they hunt, pursue…
When the dead come to town, they’ll be looking for you…
October Writing Prompt – A ziglet of zombies – Day 26/31
OctPoWriMo
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