10 Monday Dec 2018
Posted in FOWC with Fandango, Poetry
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#Fandango, #FOWC, Christmas, dorindaduclos.com, family, festive, gift, lights, Night Owl Poetry, special, writing
Oh, the special moments, when those we love are near!
Ringing in the holidays, and spreading love and cheer
It’s magic in the making, under twinkling strands of lights
The gift of family, gathered close, makes everything so right!
FOWC with Fandango – Special
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06 Thursday Dec 2018
Posted in FOWC with Fandango, Poetry, Ragtag Daily Prompt
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#Fandango, #FOWC, #poetry, #RagtagDailyPrompt, #RDP, Christmas, dorindaduclos.com, floor, fruitcake, gift, Night Owl Poetry, poems, putrescent, rotten, smell, tree, writing
Oh my, what’s that smell? What could it be?
Something was putrescent, under the tree!
And there on the floor, with a pretty red bow
Was Granny’s fruitcake, from years long ago
FOWC with Fandango – Floor
Ragtag Daily Prompt – Putrescent
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06 Thursday Dec 2018
Posted in December Writing, Poems, Poetry
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#DecemberWriting, #poetry, bones, Christmas, dorindaduclos.com, dungeon, king, Night Owl Poetry, party, poems, revelry, skeltons, writing, writing prompt
Deep down in the dungeon, noises could be heard
That rattled the bones of the dead, as they stirred
Awakened by the party, yet another drunken sot
All gathered together, twas the King, and his lot
Revelry continued, ugh, the sound was too much
They decided it was time, but what to do in a clutch?
It was Christmas, they pondered, was not Halloween
They needed a plan, should they query the Queen?
Of course not, she was one of the revelers, too
Instead, here’s what they decided they should do
Donning a Santa hat, they made their way upstairs
After all, they’re just bones, so nobody should care
They were the life of the party, how could that be?
Since they were dead, causing all that whoopee!
When everyone had gone, the King found his way
He wanted to thank them for saving the day
But nowhere could he find, those strange unknowns
All they left behind, were a few broken bones…
December Writing Prompt – Deep down in the dungeon – Day 6/31
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03 Monday Dec 2018
Posted in Poetry, Ragtag Daily Prompt
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#poetry, #RagtagDailyPrompt, #RDP, Children, Christmas, dance, dorindaduclos.com, marching, Night Owl Poetry, poems, sensational, uniform, wooden soldiers, writing
Dressed in dazzling uniforms, they march in perfect formation
Watch, as they begin the dance, creating an incredible sensation
Wooden Soldiers have come to life, can you imagine the surprise
Of little children, staring in awe, oh! The wonder in their eyes!!
Ragtag Daily Prompt – Uniform
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26 Tuesday Dec 2017
Posted in My Thoughts, Romantic Tuesday
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Christmas, dorindaduclos.com, enjoying, gift, happiness, life, love, Night Owl Poetry, together, Winter
He: What do you want for Christmas?
Me: Nothing. I have everything I need.
He: Are you sure?
Me: Yes. We spent the day together, shopping,
dining, and just enjoying. I can’t think of a
better gift than that.
He: I agree. We must do it again. Soon
This is a true story. My husband & I opted to not exchange gifts this year, rather spend more time together just enjoying life. It was truly a beautiful day, with many more to come. 🙂
Dorinda
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