Memorial Day 2018
28 Monday May 2018
Posted in Holiday
28 Monday May 2018
Posted in Holiday
27 Sunday May 2018
Posted in My Photography, Photography
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#BackyardBuddies, #mybackyard, #myphotography, #nofilter, beauty, birds, blue jay, blue jays, dorindaduclos.com, nature, Night Owl Poetry, Photography, spring, trees
It’s Memorial Day weekend, here, in the states. Since so many are away and/or busy with family activities (including me), I have decided to share my photography for the next three days. (I will still be doing Michelle’s prompts). I hope you enjoy!
Scroll to see all the photos! 🙂
All photos ©2018 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
27 Sunday May 2018
Posted in May Writing, Poems, Poetry
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#MayWriting, #poetry, dorindaduclos.com, gigalo, hobnobbed, liar, mistakes, Night Owl Poetry, poems, poser, writing, writing prompt

He hid behind a computer screen
Hobnobbed, with the best of them
Nobody knew quite who he was
Though he thought of himself as a gem
He could woo all the ladies, sight unseen
They would swoon, at his debonair style
But he knew, his secret life was obscene
It took its toll on him, after awhile
In an effort to make himself come clean
He gathered the girls, all together
The biggest mistake, he’d ever make
Left him coated, in tar and feathers
May Writing Prompt: Hobnobbed – Day 27/31
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Photo via Pixabay CC0
26 Saturday May 2018
Posted in My Photography, Photography
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#myphotography, #nofilter, beauty, dorindaduclos.com, flowers, Laurelwood Arboretum, leaves, nature, Night Owl Poetry, Photography, spring, wood
It’s Memorial Day weekend, here, in the states. Since so many are away and/or busy with family activities (including me), I have decided to share my photography for the next three days. (I will still be doing Michelle’s prompts). I hope you enjoy!
Scroll to see all 🙂
All photos ©2018 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
26 Saturday May 2018
Posted in May Writing, Poems, Poetry
Tags
#MayWriting, #poetry, death, dorindaduclos.com, fire, immortal, magic, Night Owl Poetry, poems, sisters, spells, witch, writing, writing prompt

I think it was just a century ago
Yes, I’m certain it wasn’t much longer
When I cast the spell of fire’s light
Twas then I became much stronger
Making colors dance, in rhythmic circles
While, below, Earth lit up the night
I stood high, above the mountain tops
Watching clouds, with mysterious light
Magical spells, calling forth my sisters
Let them rise in celebrated breath
Let them shine their light, in the darkness
Giving purpose, to their immortal death
I could feel my sisters, gathered around me
One’s who had passed, still in their prime
Banished by those, who misunderstood
I knew know, it was nearly my time
This promise, I make, to those before
I will never let you be cast aside
For you are the fire, burning in my soul
The reason you shall never be denied
May Writing Prompt: The century of certainty – Day 26/31
©2018 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
Photo via Pixabay CC0