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Night Owl Poetry – Dorinda Duclos

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Turning Back Tuesday ~ On the trail of a mastermind – #JulyWriting

02 Monday Jul 2018

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in July Writing, short story

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I could see exactly what she was trying to do here. It was beginning to feel like Groundhog’s Day. She wanted us to repeat Monday over again. No thanks. One a week was more than enough, we all knew that. Did she really think we’d fall for it? Her mastermind tactics had a flaw. I would have to jump on this opportunity to find out exactly what ~M was up to.

I had to be covert about it. There was no way I could let her know I was on to her. The problem was, I was never one to be quiet about anything. Just ask my family. If I had something to say, I said it. It got me into trouble more times than I could count. Oh, so sorry, I’m babbling again. Where was I? Oh yes…

So, back to ~M. I hopped a plane to Wisconsin, hoping she’d never realize I was that close by. I wasn’t really sure where her hideout was, but I figured if I found piles of dirt in someone’s yard, that had to be hers! Sure enough, as I casually walked past a house, carefully piled mounds of dirt scattered the lawn, and a brown haired woman lazily sitting on the grass with, you guessed it, her feet in the dirt.

Now I had to figure out how to get inside without her being even remotely suspicious. I suppose I could just stop to chat, but she might recognize my face. I’m famous, you know. Ok, maybe in my own mind, but that has to count for something. I went back to my hotel room, ordered room service, and began to plot out my next move…

 

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July Writing Prompt – Turning back Tuesday – Day 2/31

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What Lies in Wait ~ #poetry

02 Monday Jul 2018

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in My Photography, Poems, Poetry

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#myphotography, #nofilter, #poetry, death, dorindaduclos.com, Night Owl Poetry, Photography, poems, spider, spinneret, sunlight, web, writing


What lies in wait, ethereal, shimmers

That send chills up and down your spine

Masked by sunlight’s colorful prism

She blends with the tree, so divine

Moving about, in perfect symmetry

Each thread, woven with expertise

A spinneret, is all she requires

As she patiently waits, by the trees

To capture that which she can enjoy

Poor moth, his death is most certain

By the simple thread of a spider’s trap

On his life, she has closed the curtain

 

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Silent Sunday ~ Sunset

01 Sunday Jul 2018

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Friday night’s sunset, the sky was on fire! 6/29/18

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The Rights of Wrongs ~ On the trail of a mastermind – #JulyWriting

01 Sunday Jul 2018

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in July Writing, short story

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There was no right as to what I was about to do. In fact, I’m not even sure it was wrong. But that didn’t make any sense at all. Isn’t there always a right to a wrong and vice versa? Let’s get down to the facts.

It all began back in September 2017. Words began appearing in a numerical order on a website called “Putting My Feet in the Dirt”. That should have been my first clue. Who puts their feet in dirt? Maybe I should give it a try? Okay, I’m going off the scent here. Where was I? Oh yes, the dirt. No, words! That’s it. These words were carefully placed upon the page, and taunting others to take them and do with them as they pleased. I couldn’t pass up the opportunity so of course, I took a few. A few grew into more and more.

I think I finally figured out her plan of attack. The more she listed, the more you fell into her trap. Every day, people would pop over to see what words of wisdom she was sharing with the world. Sometimes, she even wrote a poem herself. I’m sure it was, merely, to throw us off the track.

It’s a new month, and alas the infamous ~M has come up with yet even more unscrupulous ideas, and still, they are disguised as writing prompts. You see, I know what she’s up to. I’ve been following this trail for some 10 months now, heading into month eleven. I’m determined to find out just what this mastermind has in store for those she has reeled in with her shenanigans.

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July Writing Prompt – The rights of wrongs – Day 1/31

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Certain Doom ~ #poetry

01 Sunday Jul 2018

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#poetry, castle, death, doom, door, dorindaduclos.com, fate, ghost, light, Night Owl Poetry, poems, portal, shadow, spirit, writing


An open portal, a light shines through
Illuminating the walls, but who

Has opened up, this once locked door
And casts no shadow, upon the floor

No figure leaves its shape or form
Surely, this is not the norm

So I approach the space with care
Afraid, of what I might find there

Footsteps clack, upon the stone
Now I know, for sure, I’m not alone

And yet, there’s no one standing near
I wait, for someone to appear

Hold my breath, try not to blink
What little courage, begins to sink

The light, again, begins to grow
I turn, but there’s no place to go

Only one way out, the door, awaits
It seems, at last, I’ve sealed my fate

The signs, have all been crystal clear here
And now it seems, I’ll disappear here

I had no reason, to enter his tomb
The castle has spoken, my certain doom

 

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