No barrier can hold back
The love that flows through us
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#LateNightMusings ~ Love Flows- #words of #love
14 Sunday Jan 2018
Posted in Late Night Musings
Permanently Petrified – #poetry #JanuaryWriting
14 Sunday Jan 2018
Posted in January Writing, Poems, Poetry
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#JanuaryWriting, #poetry, child, dorindaduclos.com, dream, Night Owl Poetry, nightmare, petrified, poems, scared, writing, writing prompt
I used to be her favorite dream
A nightmare now, is what I seem
She dare not open up her eyes
For I am one who petrifies
The small one, when she falls asleep
I’ll wait, until she slumbers deep
Then frighten her, awake, she’ll cry
I’ve never really understood why
I used to think she cared for me
Now, she’s just plain scared of me
Writing Prompt – Permanently Petrified – Day 14/31
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#LateNightMusings ~ Depth of Love – #words of #love
13 Saturday Jan 2018
Posted in Late Night Musings
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Even the ocean does not know
The depth of my love for you
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Static ~ #freeverse #TheDailyPost
13 Saturday Jan 2018
Posted in free verse, Poems, Poetry, The Daily Post
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#freeverse, #poetry, #TheDailyPost, dorindaduclos.com, Night Owl Poetry, noise, poems, static, thoughts, verse, word prompt
Unspoken words
Rubbed against pages
In our minds, caught
In a void of noise, reaching
Out of bounds, trying
To find the release
Of electrifying verse
The Daily Post: Static
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Glitz and Glam – #poetry #JanuaryWriting
13 Saturday Jan 2018
Posted in January Writing, Poems, Poetry
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#JanuaryWriting, #poetry, dorindaduclos.com, glam, glamour, glitz, improper, Night Owl Poetry, payment, pleasure, poems, prim, prize, wiles, writing, writing prompt
She was both prim and quite improper
A beauty of questionable taste
Scooped up the gents, like a hopper
Did so, with incredible haste
She didn’t care what they thought of her
Glitz and glam, was all she needed
Still, they would always misconstrue
Didn’t matter, how much she pleaded
Left to her wiles, she found pleasure
In letting them have their free will
Merrily rejoicing, for winning the prize
Until she handed them the bill
Writing Prompt – Glitz and Glam – Day 13/31
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