24 Monday Jun 2019
Posted in June Writing, Poetry, Tanka
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Long days of hunting.
No rest, for the mighty king;
Family to feed.
When they are satiated,
I watch him sleep, peacefully.
June Writing Prompt – Eating their fill left them satiated and sleepy – Day 24/30
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23 Sunday Jun 2019
Posted in June Writing, Poetry, Shadorma
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#JuneWriting, #poetry, bumpkin, city, country, daddy's girl, dorindaduclos.com, girl, Night Owl Poetry, poems, Shadorma, writing, writing prompt
Country girl
Left home readily
Big city
Brighter lights
Her daddy worried himself
Little girl no more
June Writing Prompt – The trouble was, she had never been without him – Day 23/30
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23 Sunday Jun 2019
Posted in Tea Time Talk
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#poetry, #TeaTimeTalk, chat, dorindaduclos.com, iced tea, new feature, Night Owl Poetry, poems, sipping tea, Sunday blogging, talking, week ahead, writing
Good morning, friends! Happy Sunday! Can you believe this makes the 20th week of me blabbering about myself! And you’re still here!! Thank you for visiting, again. Grab your tea, iced or hot, make yourselves comfy and let’s talk! 🙂
If we were sipping tea and talking I would tell you: it’s been a busy week for me. On Wednesday, I had to take my mom to the eye doctor, after she sat on her glasses, to have them repaired. Then Alyssa’s car had trouble and had to stay overnight at the station to be fixed. So on Friday, not only did I take my mom to the hairdresser, but I was Alyssa’s chauffeur, taking her to her puppies, so she could walk them. All this when I’m not supposed to be driving. I felt it Friday night but you do what you have to when the family needs you.
If we were sipping tea and talking I would tell you: I have been working on a new poetry book. It’s one with poems relating to God, faith, mostly for inspiration. I have put my novel, (ironically “Devil’s Pond“, and yes, it’s been in the works for three years now), on hold until my health improves a bit. Although, it keeps nagging at me to come back. My muse is so bossy!!
If we were sipping tea and talking I would tell you: on Friday evening, we went to a quaint park called Dahnerts Lake County Park, to hear our friend, Kooch, sing about the Lord. The highlight of the evening was a young boy, no more than 10, coming over and telling Kooch he remembered him from last year. The boy took a gospel (Kooch does all of this for free), and walked away. About 20 minutes later, he came back to tell us he called his friends and told them to find the guitar player in the park. His name was Emmanuel. For those who don’t know, the name means, “God is with us”. I don’t think this was a coincidence at all. He came back with two more friends, who also took the gospel. It was awesome to watch. ❤
If we were sipping tea and talking I would tell you: on Saturday, we went to Turtle Back Zoo!! Oh my, such fun!! We spent almost five hours there. To say we were pooped at the end, is putting it mildly. Thankfully it’s only about 30 minutes from home. Here’s a peek at what we saw:
The two mails were vying for the win of the female. She was wondering when they’d knock it off already. Did you know that males use their necks when fighting, because it is the strongest part of their body? Amazing animals.
Want to see more zoo photos? Head over to the photography blog, Photos by We. I’ll be uploading them throughout the week (and probably beyond!).
If we were sipping tea and talking I would tell you: how incredibly beautiful the past two days were. Friday started out kind of dreary and rainy, but by the afternoon, the sky was so blue, with hardly a cloud in the sky. Saturday was in the low 80’s with blue skies. A perfect day at the zoo. Ah, summer. ❤
As for the week ahead:
If we were sipping tea, basking in the sun and talking I would tell you: I’m starting to weed out all the clothes that I don’t wear anymore. One of our pastors runs the “River Mission” for the homeless, and they’re always looking for donations, so that’s where my things will be going. I hope someone can make good use of them. 🙂
If we were sipping tea, basking in the sun and talking I would tell you: it’s time to be on my way. Church is calling, and then who knows. Another gorgeous day ahead! Have a blessed week ahead, my friends! ❤
22 Saturday Jun 2019
Posted in Backyard Buddies, My Photography, Photography
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#BackyardBuddies, #mybackyard, #myphotography, #nofilter, chipmunk, Dennis the Menace, dorindaduclos.com, nature, Night Owl Poetry, Photography, spring, wildlife
It’s that time of year again. On Saturday’s, during the months of June, July and August, I only do one writing/poetic post, and the other is my photography. I call it my “Backyard Buddies” series because that’s where all these beauties visit me. I hope you enjoy!
“I think I can fit one more seed..or maybe a peanut!” says Dennis the Menace.
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22 Saturday Jun 2019
Posted in 100 word story, June Writing
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#100wordstory, #JuneWriting, dorindaduclos.com, evil, house warming, Night Owl Poetry, party, spirit, vision, writing, writing prompt
Ever notice that one person in the room who no one else is talking to? Do you wonder why? Perhaps it’s because they can’t see them. But you can. That little girl cowering in the corner, the teenager looking for answers. That’s what this night had become for Dani.
She was invited to a house warming party. Her friends moved across town and were anxious to show her the new place. People milled around, and her friend was beaming with pride. But the light coming from behind her wasn’t normal. In fact it was a bit eerie.
Trying not to look like something was wrong, Dani approached her friend. As she walked around her, she saw her. There, sitting on the stool by the kitchen breakfast bar, was a young woman, emanating an incredible glow. Dani took a step backward, and in doing so, bumped into Marianne. The young woman at the bar giggled. Marianne wasn’t too thrilled but tried to look amused at her clumsy friend.
“Better lay off the punch, Dani”, Sam teased.
“She hasn’t had any yet”, Marianne chimed in, her tone less than polite.
“Sorry, guys. I was trying to figure out who the girl was, sitting at the kitchen bar.”
Everyone looked strangely at Dani. Now she was really confused. Pointing to the occupied seat, she said “her, right there. Who are you?”
Marianne had a different look on her face now. She was worried.
“Um, Dani, hon? There’s no one sitting at the bar.”
Now Dani was confused. She clearly saw a young girl sitting there, drink in hand, smiling at her. Sam walked over to the bar and pulled out the stools, one by one. Shrugging his shoulders, he returned to his wife’s side. Dani looked again and the girl was gone. Thinking the soda she had was laced with alcohol, Dani shrugged it off to the atmosphere in the house. After all, it was a party, with everyone having a great time. Maybe she was imagining something that wasn’t there. Or was she?
Finding a seat on the sofa, Dani plopped herself down and began to relax. The party was in full swing and people were everywhere. Chatting with whomever happened by her, Dani found herself tiring. It had been a long day at the office, and she was exhausted. It was time for her to say her goodbyes, and make her way home.
As she gathered her things, kissed Sam and Marianne goodbye, she caught another glimpse of the mysterious young girl. She was standing by the door, waiting. Dani looked around, then back at her. She was shaking her head and motioning to Dani to follow her. Dani didn’t move. Looking at the door again, she saw her still waiting, but she was pouting. Had Dani upset this, what did she upset? She didn’t even know what to call it. Was it all just a figment of her imagination? She was overtired and bleary eyed. Yes, that’s it.
She went to the front door, no one else in sight, and stepped out into the cool air. It immediately awakened her. She saw her cab waiting and made her way to it. Hopping in the back seat she gave the driver her address. “You can drop me at the corner.”
Nodding, the cabby began driving. It wasn’t long before he was waking Dani up to let her know she had arrived at her destination. Sighing, she paid the driver and got out. Barely able to stand, she started the walk to her apartment. It was a good distance down, and the night had turned to quite a chill. When she reached the cross street by her apartment, a strange feeling came over her. Looking up, there she was. Had she followed Dani home? Dani tried to call out to her, but she paid no mind. She kept walking ahead of Dani, occasionally picking up the pace.
Dani found herself speeding up, determined to get to the end of it all. She had to find out who this girl was and why she had this glow about her. Calling out to her one more time, the girl stopped and turned toward Dani. But the glow was gone, and it was replaced with an eerie redness, almost like a fire. Who or what was this girl and what did she want from Dani? It was as Dani approached her on this dark and desolate street, at the corner of 15th and 8th, she finally disappeared.
And Dani with her…
June Writing Prompt – At the corner of 15th and 8th, she finally disappeared. – Day 22/30
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