22 Friday Oct 2021
Posted in Friday Fantasy, Halloween, Poetry
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She blends with the mist
In the soft moonlight
Heading for the castle
In the pitch of night
10 Sunday Mar 2019
Posted in Daily Word Prompt, FOWC with Fandango, Poetry, Ragtag Daily Prompt
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Did it ever occur to you, why some spirits are left to dwell?
Ever hear a haunting tune, and get caught up in its spell?
That shadows are really apparitions, of those, long passed
Who remain in the mortal world, now lost, within the vast
Ragtag Daily Prompt – Tune
FOWC with Fandango – Occur
Daily Word Prompt – Apparition
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08 Saturday Dec 2018
Posted in December Writing, Poems, Poetry
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He stood as still, as the dark night above him
In the distance, he saw her standing there
An apparition, she, who once loved him
Consumed by fear, all he could do was stare
His heart, racing, sweat pouring from his face
Watching her floating, weightlessly, in air
Wondering why she came back to this place
But his eyes, away from her, he couldn’t tear
Not thinking what could happen, he walks
She backs away, slowly, in silent despair
Begging her to speak, but she couldn’t talk
Knowing this now, he begins to declare
His sins, the reasons, she is no longer alive
He seeks forgiveness, from his once maiden fair
But she turns away, for she can never revive
The man who created his own nightmare
December Writing Prompt – Consumed by fear, he stood as still as the dark night above him – Day 8/31
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27 Friday Apr 2018
Posted in #NaPoWriMo, Friday Fantasy, Poems, Poetry
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#poetry, apparition, bee, dorindaduclos.com, dream, fantasy, fire, flame, Friday Fantasy, Night Owl Poetry, poems, spirit, writing
Come to me, my sweet apparition
My dream has now come to fruition
Your flame, solely, belongs to me
A spirit, a guardian, I welcome thee
Rising up from the fire, we become
One with the flame, and easily succumb
Together, we embrace the true beauty
Of the fire, the spirit, and the mighty bee
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