19 Sunday Apr 2020
Posted in #NaPoWriMo, Haiku, Poetry
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#NaPoWriMo, #NationalPoetryMonth, #poetry, bird, bloom, cardinal, Day 19, dorindaduclos.com, Night Owl Poetry, poems, springtime, trees, tune, writing
Cardinal’s warble
Sings of a joyous springtime
With trees in full bloom
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Image by Evren Ozdemir from Pixabay
19 Sunday Apr 2020
Posted in My Photography, Photography, Silent Sunday
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#myphotography, #nofilter, #silentsunday, dorindaduclos.com, geese, nature, Night Owl Poetry, Photography, social distancing
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18 Saturday Apr 2020
Posted in My Thoughts
UPDATE: The person who tagged my blog has removed the link back and the problem has been solved (I hope).
I decided to look at my site today on my desktop computer and discovered another site that had linked back to mine has plopped a photo of a lighthouse on EVERY FREAKING PAGE!!! This is only visible on a desktop or laptop. It doesn’t show on the phone or the WP App.
The photo is not in my media so I can’t delete it. There is no code visible to me in the editor. I am so pissed right now!!
I unapproved the link back, but nothing changed because it’s still linked on their page. I messaged them but have not heard back. I also contacted our lovely Happiness Engineers, and haven’t heard from them as of yet
Is there a way to block a site from mine? I did it once before from the App but I don’t see it anymore.
18 Saturday Apr 2020
Posted in #NaPoWriMo, Poetry
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#darkpoetry, #NaPoWriMo, #NationalPoetryMonth, #poetry, Day 18, dorindaduclos.com, ghost, Night Owl Poetry, poems, spirit, writing
The light from tower’s windows gleam
Take heed, the house, isn’t what it seems
In fact, it is more a nightmarish dream
When it drifts into your slumber
She floats atop the castle crown
This spirit, donned, in ethereal gown
So painful, the look, her face, a frown
As she seeks to disencumber
Full moon lights her ghostly frame
The raven flies, her soul to claim
Dare not point, nor place the blame
When demons, pursue, outnumber
For there is no human left in she
Life’s torture, all lies, brought insanity
This spirit, longing, to be set free
To leave this world, in pieces, asunder
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Image by Thomas Budach from Pixabay
17 Friday Apr 2020
Posted in #NaPoWriMo, Poetry
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#NaPoWriMo, #NationalPoetryMonth, #poetry, Day 17, dorindaduclos.com, fantasy, Friday Fantasy, girl, Night Owl Poetry, poems, story, teddy bear, writing
A story was told, by a little girl
To her teddy bear, named Harvey
A tale about a wonderful place
You could say, it was, quite marvey!
She told him, of a land, so far
Where people played all day
Beneath the shining sunlit sky
Among the golden rays.
And as she told her story
Harvey smiled, as teddy’s do
He knew the perfect ending
To make Junie smile, too.
With a wink of his eye, enchanted
He sparked the pages, bright
With bursts of yellow sunbeams
Oh, such a fabulous sight!
Junie started to giggle
She was happy as could be
Harvey, he held a secret
Yes! A magical bear, was he
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Image by Pixabay
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