07 Wednesday Oct 2020
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#poetry, dorindaduclos.com, Halloween, limerick, Night Owl Poetry, poems, skeletons, whimsical, whimsy, writing
It has been a long time since we sat
Way back then, I believe we were phat
Our days were confounded
Skeletons abounded
Now naked, donned only in a hat
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06 Tuesday Oct 2020
Posted in Poetry
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#poetry, balloon, clouds, dorindaduclos.com, escape, freedom, heavens, moon, Night Owl Poetry, poems, sky, universe, writing
I’ll float, far away
Into clouds of unknown
Settled sweetly in this basket
I now call my home
Heading for the crescent
Lighting the sky
A place in the heavens
Tis where I shall fly.
My balloon, it mimics
The likes of a fish
One made of jelly
Upon which I wish
To travel to places
I’ve not been before
Clipping the mountain tops
Over the shore.
Skirting the lands
I’ll make my escape
With the wind in my hair
And the night, taking shape
Just me and the universe
Stretching our wings
Flying, free as a bird
With naught anchoring.
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05 Monday Oct 2020
Posted in Poetry
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#poetry, Children, dorindaduclos.com, fantasy, forest, house, Night Owl Poetry, poems, witch, writing
The children journeyed near the forest house
She stood there, watching and waiting
Not making a sound, as quiet as a mouse
The witch thought this ever frustrating
All she wanted was to make a stew
The ingredients, of course, did matter
Children, she thought, ah! Something new
She would whip up a nice tasty batter
Douse them with flour, throw in some eggs
Mix it all up with her broomstick
Heads and arms, tangled feet and legs
Straight into the oven, she was quick
Closed the door tightly, then shouted with glee
“Yes! Yes!! Such a fanciful notion!”
“I once heard that children are very tasty,”
Then came a sound, quite the commotion!
Looking about, she spied her creations
Escaping, they ran, hurried, for the door
Sighing, the witch, now lacking elation
“Oh well, I’ll just wait for two more.”
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04 Sunday Oct 2020
Posted in My Photography, Silent Sunday
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#myphotography, #silentsunday, autumn, clouds, dorindaduclos.com, Night Owl Poetry, October, Photography, sky
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02 Friday Oct 2020
Posted in Friday Fantasy, Poetry
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#poetry, black swan, castle, dorindaduclos.com, fantasy, Friday Fantasy, jealousy, moon, Night Owl Poetry, poems, sisters, swan, writing
She is the darkness that glows in the night
A beautiful bird against the full moon light
Sisterly love, she admires, from afar
Elegance floats, while she stands, char
Ebon as midnight, only pale skin aglow
Standing in shadows, afraid to show
Frozen, she is quiet, still, like a stone
Hoping the others won’t see her alone
But sight of her they do, indeed, espy
They hiss and they trumpet, a loud outcry
A warning to the guards, in the castle keep
Who send her away, and she silently weeps
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