07 Wednesday Mar 2018
Posted in My Photography, Photography, Wordless Wednesday
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#myphotography, #nofilter, #skywatcher, clouds, dorindaduclos.com, gold, night, Night Owl Poetry, orange, Photography, sky, sun, sunset, twilight, wisps
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06 Tuesday Mar 2018
Posted in Poems, Poetry, The Daily Post
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#poetry, #TheDailyPost, baby, birds, branch, building, dorindaduclos.com, Home, leaves, nest, Night Owl Poetry, poems, spring, sun, trees, word prompt, writing
A place to loll away the hours
Basking in the shade or sun
Under canopies of emerald green
Until the light of day is done
A sanctuary, a hidden treasure
One to keep you safe and warm
A place you can call your very own
Protection, from approaching storms
I marvel how you build your home
Each piece so carefully interwoven
And soon I grasp, just why it is
The reason this branch was chosen
The Daily Post: Branch
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06 Tuesday Mar 2018
Posted in March Writing, Poems, Poetry
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#MarchWriting, #poetry, dorindaduclos.com, fish, frog, hobnob, ice, lake, lily pad, Night Owl Poetry, poems, Winter, writing, writing prompt
There was an old frog named Hobbity
Who liked to lay on a lily pad and bobbity
He’d sway with the ripples, on the lake
Basking in the sun, a joy to partake
He disliked the winter, and all the snow
Waiting for spring, to put on a show
For all the lady frogs, who’d hop on by
Hoping to make them swoon and sigh
But days went by too slowly for Hobbs
Impatient, was he, this old frog
So he jumped in, through the ice
Paid a terrible price!
Now ole Hobbs and Fiona hobnob
You can read about Fiona HERE
March Writing Prompt: Hobbity Bobbity – Day 6/31
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05 Monday Mar 2018
Posted in Poems, Poetry, The Daily Post
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#poetry, #TheDailyPost, dorindaduclos.com, empty, family, granny, Home, house, kids, life, Night Owl Poetry, noise, parents, poems, space, word prompt, writing
Something was missing inside this house
Sometimes noisy, it was quiet as a mouse
Perhaps they had left, gone out to play
Maybe they waited for, yet, another day
Still, the silence droned loudly in the tiny room
No one at the table, nor granny with her broom
Everything is tidy, but no one comes to see
This is where you’d always find, one big family
But times have changed, the kids all grown
Granny’s gone to a different home
The house lays still, collecting dust
The fireplace andirons, have started to rust
Where once, pure laughter filled the air
There’s no one home, there’s no one there
They’ve all gone away, and found their own place
Once a house full of love, is now one empty place
The Daily Post: Typical
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05 Monday Mar 2018
Posted in Haiku, My Photography, Photography, Poems, Poetry, Ronovan writes
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#myphotography, #poetry, #RonovanWrites, dorindaduclos.com, haiku, nature, night, Night Owl Poetry, Photography, poems, poetry challenge, sleep, sneak, writing
Twilight, on the lake
Nightfall sneaks in quietly
Nature falls asleep
RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #191 Sneak&Night
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