13 Sunday Nov 2016
Posted in Photography
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#Skywatchers, dorindaduclos.com, moon, night, Night Owl Poetry, nj, November, Photography, spectacular, Supermoon
Peeking out above the mountain top
Slowly making its ascent
To adorn the heavens with its golden glow
Tonight’s Supermoon over New Jersey. An incredible sight to see!
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13 Sunday Nov 2016
Posted in Haiku, Poems, Poetry, Poetry Challenge
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#DailyHaikuChallenge, #Haiku365, #poetry, Dancing, dorindaduclos.com, fireflies, haiku, lake, Night Owl Poetry, poems, poetry challenge, Shimmering, sun, sunlight, water
Shimmering sunlight
Like thousands of fireflies
Dancing before us
Should you like to participate in the challenge, simply link back to Morgan’s first post found HERE
Day 13
Photo and Haiku ©2016 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
13 Sunday Nov 2016
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#poetry, bondage, dorindaduclos.com, fantasy, fear, freedom, night, Night Owl Poetry, poems, thoughts
Your eyes, the color, my darkest fear
Mesmerizing, drawing me near
Into the night, I follow thee
I know not where you’re taking me
Unfamiliar, these places pass
Like Alice through the looking glass
I tumble, into your very thoughts
The ones I never should have sought
Your visions, purely fantasy
Gone, when once again, I’m free
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Photo via Pixabay
12 Saturday Nov 2016
Posted in Haiku, Poems, Poetry, Poetry Challenge
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#DailyHaikuChallenge, #Haiku365, #poetry, blaze, dorindaduclos.com, Fire Sky, haiku, mountains, Night Owl Poetry, poems, poetry challenge, sunset
O’er the mountains
Her blaze of brilliance abounds
Igniting the hills
Should you like to participate in the challenge, simply link back to Morgan’s first post found HERE
Day 12
Photo and Haiku ©2016 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
12 Saturday Nov 2016
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#poetry, dark poetry, dorindaduclos.com, fear, insanity, letting go, life, Night Owl Poetry, poems
Waves appear in rapid show
Swirling, like a tornado, grow
Hands that grip, the fear in me
Are now a part of this old tree
I hold on tight, my fingers dig
This vortex snaps me like a twig
Spinning out of my control
Stuck here, on this magnetic pole
Afraid to lose my grip, and so
I stay here, never letting go
©2016 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
Photo via Pixabay
