Lavishly Loved ~ On the trail of a mastermind – #JulyWriting

24 Tuesday Jul 2018

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in July Writing, short story

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Join me every day at Noon EST for the continuing adventures of the bungling detective, N. Owl, in her quest to bring the mastermind, ~M, to justice! If you’ve missed any episodes, you can find them HERE!

~M so loved her lavishly mysterious ways, those elaborate schemes, in which to trick the most innocent people she could find, you would think she had all the money in the world. Maybe she did, but I didn’t know. But, this time, she had her hands full. She never came up against the likes of me and my crew. She had gotten to us a few times, but the last trick didn’t work. I outsmarted her and she did not like that at all! Right? Wouldn’t you think? After all, how would I know if she did or didn’t like it? By the way, has anyone figured out the answer to the question, yet? No? Do let me know if you do. Oh..

Okay, back on track here….

As I thought over exactly what had happened, I continued my drive through the main street, still looking for some kind of clue to ~M’s next deed. Something caught the corner of my eye, and as I passed the corner, I saw a man waving at me. At least I think it was at me. I kept going, but noticed him again, in my side mirror, chasing my car. What the!? I slowed and pulled over to the curb so he could catch up. I figured this was yet another one of ~M’s tricks. I was on full alert.

When he finally got to the car, quite winded I might add, I realized who it was. Seems the Chief pulled another one on me. Without consulting me, nor even letting me know, he had called in Michael from the London office. Just what I needed. Another mouth to shut. I rolled down the window to greet the agent from across the pond, and reached out to shake his hand. He was so sweated up from running, his hand literally stuck to mine. Um, gross.

“I was hoping to find you here, but Chief said he didn’t know where you’d be” he said. Why he thought I would be downtown, in the middle of a mess, is beyond me, but I just nodded absently. He continued, “Chief said you’re on the trail of that mastermind, ~M, and when I heard that, I just had to be a part of it!” Swell, an overzealous man, what else did Chief have in mind for me? I motioned for him to get in the car, and explained I was down there looking for some kind of clue ~M might have left behind, as to what she was planning next. He seemed more excited than before, but soon, the running had caught up to him and he was passed out in the passenger seat. Ah, sweet silence. Until the snoring started…

I decided to head back to the hotel, get him checked in, and disappear for a bit. Hopefully, no one would find me, including ~M.

Stay tuned for more from this crime solving wordsmith…

July Writing Prompt – Lavishly loved – Day 24/31

I Shall Remember, this is Me ~ #poetry

24 Tuesday Jul 2018

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in Poems, Poetry

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Late hours, rain pouring outside my window

Passing showers, thunder clamoring, and I know

It’s the time, when I find the words so easily

When they rhyme, thoughts coming on, so peacefully

What is it, about the sounds of nature’s wrath?

Why do I sit, instead of seeking out its path?

To wander about, feel the water on my face

I have no doubt, I’d get lost in such a place

Instead I’m here, listening instead of being

How I wish to disappear, the power surely freeing

To get lost, in a world outside this room

At any cost, to do away with all this gloom

But here I stay, my fingers speak of what I see

In every way, I shall remember, this is me

#writephoto – The Summit – #poetry

23 Monday Jul 2018

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in Poems, Poetry, WritePhoto

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I have dragged myself up
Climbing steps, to the top
Far, from the valley, below
Determined, I’ll never stop
I have a few more steps to go

Let me reach the castle, high
Finally, stand upon the summit
I breathe in, and let out a sigh
As the ground below me, plummets

For the view from above, is splendid
Though the feelings, here, full of strife
As mountains, paint the landscape
I see the visions, once a beautiful life

For here, there stood a fortress
Now, only a single wall remains
Still, the battle cry of victory
Can be heard, across the plains

If you listen very carefully
You’ll hear the spirits, from long ago
Whispers, of how the brave stood fast
Guarding the summit, in its afterglow

Join Sue, every Thursday, as she delights us with a new photo (or two)! Thanks again, for another beautiful photo prompt!

Mangy Mutts and Milkmen ~ On the trail of a mastermind – #JulyWriting

23 Monday Jul 2018

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in July Writing, short story

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I made my way downtown, through the traffic and pedestrians clogging the streets. I didn’t have a specific location in mind, but I knew I would recognize it as soon as I saw it. Maneuvering around all this congestion, while trying to locate something I had no idea about, proved to be tricky. Stop and go, stop and go, and finally just go. Until I had to stop short!

There, in front of me, crossing in the middle of the road, were two mangy mutts followed by a milkman. He seemed to be trying to give them milk. Doesn’t he know, dogs don’t drink milk? The dogs decided to sit in the roadway, stopping traffic in all directions, causing quite the jam. The milkman continued to offer the dogs the bottle he had in his hand. Horns were blaring everywhere now. You could feel the tension thickening, as people began to get out of their cars, and head towards mine. I made sure the doors were locked. Once they reached me, they realized why I had stopped. One by one, they attempted to shoo the mutts, and the milkman, out of the road. Nothing was working.

As I sat there, it occurred to me. This had to be the work of ~M. Why else would this happen here, now and when I was seeking her out. I must be getting close, otherwise, why go to these lengths? Then I spotted it. A pet store! I unlocked my door, jumped out of the car, and ran into the shop, buying two large dog biscuits. I hoped it would finally get these animals out of the street. Next to the pet store was a small grocer. I ran in there and bought a package of cookies, for the milkman. Makes sense, right?

Running back to the car, as fast as I could, I slowed down when I approached the dogs. I didn’t want to scare them into attacking anyone, especially me. I showed them I had treats for them, and their tails started wagging. They happily accepted them and went on their way. I handed the milkman the cookies and he gave me a big smile and went on his merry way. I turned around to the cheers of at least 50 people standing around. I curtsied, laughed, got in my car, and continued on my way. Now what was it I was looking for?

“Drat! That darn detective! She figured a way around it again! Auti, Bri, we must get back to the house and execute the next plan!” ~M had been watching the whole time.

Stay tuned for more from this crime solving wordsmith…

July Writing Prompt – Mangy Mutts and Milkmen – Day 23/31

All I Wanted to do ~ #poetry

23 Monday Jul 2018

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in Poems, Poetry

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#poetry, beauty, butterfly, dorindaduclos.com, escape, flight, nature, Night Owl Poetry, poems, wings, wishes, writing

I kneel before you, butterfly
With your beauty, I am awed
I dare not look upon your face
I am not worthy, I am flawed

You are perfect, in your symmetry
Your wings, are a span of glory
I am nothing, compared to you
Just a writer, with another story

Allow me to glow, in your iridescence
Let me float, on the wisp of a breeze
Carry me away to your distant lands
Over mountains, meadows and trees

I will take in all the wonders
That lie below the clouded skies
In the valleys, dales and canyons
Let me see them, through your eyes

You kneel before me, butterfly
Yes, to take me away with you
Letting me fly, upon your wings
It’s really all I ever wanted to do

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