16 Thursday Apr 2020
Posted in #NaPoWriMo, Poetry
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A blend of delicacy and might
I bow toward the rising sun
Bending with the gentle breeze
The morn and I are one
Warmth, from every angle, breathes
As leaves turn brilliant green
My petals open in graceful dance
And I create a beautiful scene
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15 Wednesday Apr 2020
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#AprilWriting, #NaPoWriMo, #NationalPoetryMonth, #poetry, Day 15, dorindaduclos.com, dream, moon, Night Owl Poetry, poems, sleep, stars, teddy bear, writing
I’ve traveled a long road
To reach my favorite place
I stopped to rest a moment
Found myself on Moon’s face
He didn’t seem quite happy
After all, I dimmed his light
I promised him, “Don’t worry!”
“I’ll soon be tucked in, tight!”
But first I have to cross the bridge
And make sure I don’t fall through
Taking baby steps, and carefully
Is what I’ll need to do
I can see my teddy bear
Waiting patiently for me
Atop my pillow, on my bed
Tis where I want to be
So we can snuggle closely
Perhaps, to dream of Mars
Where imagination can run free
Fast asleep, beneath the stars
April Writing Prompt – The bear under the bridge
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15 Wednesday Apr 2020
Posted in My Photography, Photography, Wordless Wednesday
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#myphotography, #nofilter, chipmunk, dorindaduclos.com, nature, seeds, Stubby, wildlife, Wordless Wednesday
My little buddy, Stubby, packing in the seeds and sticking his tongue out at me! lol
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14 Tuesday Apr 2020
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#NaPoWriMo, #NationalPoetryMonth, #poetry, April, Day 14, dorindaduclos.com, goose, journey, Night Owl Poetry, poems, water, writing
Water ripples, through no sound is heard
She glides along water, this marvelous bird
Simple colors, her appearance is muted
To shelter from harm, for this she is suited
Paddles, well hidden, underwater, below
No little goslings, does she have, in tow
Reflections surround her, bright, in the sun
A goose, on a journey, alone, just one
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13 Monday Apr 2020
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#NaPoWriMo, #NationalPoetryMonth, #poetry, April, Day 13, death, dorindaduclos.com, night, Night Owl Poetry, owl, poems, prey, writing
He flies by night, through darkened skies
In search of prey, as moon does rise
Talons, hidden, tucked underneath
Eyes opened wide, he searches heath
The slightest movement, he can detect
His victim, knows no circumspect
Caught in claws, then whisked away
It shall not see the light of day
For the owl must feed his family
Hidden high above, in yonder tree
He’ll do this task, without fear
Each time the sunlight disappears
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Night Owl Poetry - Dorinda Duclos 