09 Friday Feb 2018
Posted in Late Night Musings
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Even one sheltered, out of sight
Will find escape, when others threaten
Author’s Note: If you look toward the lower right side of the photo, you’ll see a heron in flight. I did not know he was in the reeds when I took this picture. My daughter pointed it out to me.
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09 Friday Feb 2018
Posted in Poems, Poetry, The Daily Post
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#poetry, #TheDailyPost, bleak, dorindaduclos.com, life, lost, Night Owl Poetry, poems, shamble, simplify, word prompt, writing
I suppose it should be easy
To find the answers that I seek
But things are always in my way
And the outlook’s rather bleak
To simplify my very thoughts
I get lost, in this big world
Waving flags to passersby
Not noticing it’s still furled
I know I’m not making any sense
Sad to say, at times I ramble
Wish there was a way to rectify
A life, that’s such a shambles
The Daily post: Simplify
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09 Friday Feb 2018
Posted in February Writing, Friday Fantasy, Poems, Poetry
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#FebruaryWriting, #poetry, bdsm, chaotic, dorindaduclos.com, erotic, fantasy, Friday Fantasy, hand cuffs, mask, Night Owl Poetry, poems, prisoner, spellbound, writing, writing prompt
What I have left, from my evenings with you
Holds me spellbound, haunted, the desire was true
Games that we played, seemed like hours on end
You were my lover, but never my friend
Bound to you, my eyes, always blind
Marks round my wrists, for days, to remind
Your sentiments toward me, extremely erotic
Sent my heart, into beats, oh! so chaotic
No other could touch me, that, you forbade
Yes, I was your prisoner, caught in your charade
February Writing Prompt: Erotic Sentiments – Day 9/28
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08 Thursday Feb 2018
Posted in Late Night Musings
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In the trees, of my favorite hideaway
I can hear you chirping your heart out
Your song, letting me know spring is approaching
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08 Thursday Feb 2018
Posted in Poems, Poetry, The Daily Post
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#poetry, #TheDailyPost, change, dorindaduclos.com, life, Night Owl Poetry, optimistic, pessimistic, poems, strife, tend, unbearable, word prompt
I always tend to be an optimist
But these days I’m not quite sure
Every day it gets harder and harder
I don’t know how much I can endure
I try not to get overwhelmed
By the daily routine of my life
But I’m stuck in a rut, an abyss
One that’s filled with unbearable strife
Pessimism was never my forte
Though the times have changed, you see
I’m beginning to think I’ve forgotten
How beautiful this life can be
The Daily Post: Tend
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