01 Saturday Dec 2018
Posted in Poetry, Ragtag Daily Prompt
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#poetry, #RagtagDailyPrompt, #RDP, cold, dorindaduclos.com, frost, Night Owl Poetry, old age, poems, shiver, Winter, writing
I’m feeling quite joyous, Yes! It’s that time of year
So delighted, when the holiday season brings cheer
Decorations that shine on each tree, lighted brightly
Ah, the sky glistens too, with each star, lighted nightly
Ragtag Daily Prompt – Exult – I used the synonym Joyous
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30 Friday Nov 2018
Posted in Poetry, Ragtag Daily Prompt
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#poetry, #RagtagDailyPrompt, #RDP, cold, dorindaduclos.com, frost, Night Owl Poetry, old age, poems, shiver, Winter, writing
I wake to frosted windows, shimmering in the sun
I used to love the arctic air, as a child, I’d play & run
Winter’s breath is upon me, how I shiver in the cold
Seems I can no longer handle it, I must be getting old
Ragtag Daily Prompt – Frost
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27 Tuesday Nov 2018
Posted in Colleen's Weekly Poetry Challenge, Etheree, Poems, Poetry
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#poetry, #tankatuesday, cold, Colleen's Weekly Poetry Challenge, dorindaduclos.com, Etheree, evil, moon, Night Owl Poetry, poems, poetry challenge, protected. chills, safe, writing
This week, Colleen has given us the words Cold and Safe as our challenge. Remember, you can only use synonyms to write your poetry!
Written as an Etheree, I chose Chills and Protected.
He
Is one
With the night
Under the pitch
Talons reach upward
Protected by the moon
It calls to his hidden side
Sending wicked chills down his spine
This energizing spirit incites
And he breathes it all in, aware, alive
Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge
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13 Tuesday Nov 2018
Posted in November Writing, Poetry
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#NovemberWriting, #poetry, clouds, cold, dorindaduclos.com, fun, jumping, Night Owl Poetry, poems, puddles, rain, splashing, storm, writing
Storm clouds of grey, pitch black, emerge
Then open up, with a thunderous surge
Icy cold droplets, against my skin
Looking up to the sky, I take it all in
Trying to count them, but they’re much too fast
These pennies from Heaven, gather, amass
Into puddles for jumping, no way I’ll abstain
Anyone watching, might think me insane
Dancing about, in the middle of the street
Clothes soaking wet, from my head to my feet
Ah, but who cares, just let the rains pour
I’ll simply stay here, waiting for more
November Writing Prompt – Pennies from Heaven – Day 13/30
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31 Wednesday Oct 2018
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#myphotography, #nofilter, #poetry, autumn, barren, cold, colorful, colors of autumn, dorindaduclos.com, Night Owl Poetry, Photography, poems, seasons, Winter, writing
Mixing autumn’s shades and hues
With barren branches, ever drear
How quickly til this season ends
Afore winter’s cold doth reappear
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