06 Tuesday Aug 2019
Posted in Haiku, Poetry, Ronovan writes
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#poetry, #RonovanWrites, apples, autumn, cider, dorindaduclos.com, feast, haiku, luscious, Night Owl Poetry, plump, poems, poetry challenge, poetry prompt, writing
Apples, sweetly plump
Give way to an autumn feast
With luscious cider
RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #265 Plump & Luscious
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24 Sunday Mar 2019
Posted in Daily Word Prompt, FOWC with Fandango, Poetry, Word of the Day #WOTD
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#DailyWord, #DWP, #FOWC, #poetry, #WOTD, croquet mallet, dorindaduclos.com, Fandango's One Word Challenge, feast, fetching, king, mistress, Night Owl Poetry, paltry, poems, queen, word of the day, writing
He demanded a feast, nothing less for the King
A paltry amount, would never satisfy his palate
Soldiers sent, also fetching a pretty young thing
Tis then Queen hit him, with her croquet mallet
Word of the Day – Feast
FOWC with Fandango – Paltry
Daily Word Prompt – Fetching
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16 Tuesday Oct 2018
Posted in October Writing, OctPoWriMo, Poetry
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#OctoberWriting, #poetry, Alice, bash, beasts, Chaplin, clowns, dorindaduclos.com, feast, Frankenstein, ghouls, goblins, Halloween, Jack O Lantern, Monsters, Night Owl Poetry, OctPoWriMo, party, poems, pumpkin, werewolf, writing
He gathered them together
Every goblin, ghoul and beast
To celebrate this day with him
At the annual Frankenstein feast
Wolfman came in full attire
Alice brought a rabbit in a hat
Jack O’Lantern brought the pie
And grandpa turned up as a bat
Of course, Frank had celebrities
Most had their faces masked
He even had some other folks
Though they were never asked
But Frankie didn’t care, no sir
Everyone was welcome to crash
Clowns, kids, even Chaplin did
It was the greatest monster bash!
October Writing Prompt – The Frankenstein Feast – Day 16/31
OctPoWriMo
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23 Thursday Aug 2018
Posted in August Writing, Poems, Poetry
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#AugustWriting, #poetry, dinner, dorindaduclos.com, feast, hippo, hyena, Night Owl Poetry, poems, tree, writing, writing prompt
I tried to hide behind this tree
And hoped that he would not see me
A hyena is no one’s friend out here
Especially for a meaty hippo, I fear
He’ll make me his dinner, I can’t have that
Maybe I should be trying to chat
With him, before he gets too close
Though he may find me quite morose
Instead, perhaps, I could explain
That I’m no feast, he should abstain
He needs more meat, for his thin frame
Go on, go find some other game!
But silly me, he couldn’t care less
And so to him, I will acquiesce
But wait! He’s leaving, yes! I’m saved
It wasn’t hippo he really craved!
August Writing Prompt – Hippos and hyenas – Day 23/31
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05 Thursday Dec 2013
Posted in My Thoughts
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12 days of Christmas, celebration, Christmas, dorindaduclos.com, fast, feast, Feast of the Epiphany, holiday, Jesus Christ, traditions
On the first day of Christmas my true love gave to me…..
Do you know when the first day of Christmas really is? In America, people believe the first day is December 14th and count up to Christmas. They’re wrong. Retailers looking to make their mark during the Christmas season will use these days to push sales, as Christmas Day ends their holiday marketing season. Actually, the twelve days of Christmas begin on Christmas Day, December 25th and continue through to January 5th, the Twelfth Night, and finally end on January 6th or the Feast of the Epiphany.
There was even a story about a priest who claimed the song was intended as a catechism song to help young Catholics learn their faith, at a time when practicing Catholicism was criminalized in England (1558 until 1829).1 This was later debunked.
For some, Twelfth Night remains the biggest night for parties and gift-giving. Some households exchange gifts on the first (25 December) and last (5 January) days of the season. As in olden days, Twelfth Night to Epiphany morning is then the traditional time to take down the Christmas tree and decorations.2 My mom calls January 6th “Little Christmas”.
Again we find that the United States has all but forgotten these traditions. We look at Christmas Day as a day of celebration, followed by planning for the next, New Year’s Day. It would appear the meaning of Christmas all but gets lost in the party planning of our time.
Different cultures celebrate this time with feasts or with fasts. There is no one way that is correct. Many still follow the ways of Eastern Christianity, siting the twelve days as a time for celebration, a no fasting period, followed by fasting on January 5th until the first star is seen in the night sky.
No matter how you celebrate this Christmas season, always remember the real meaning behind the celebration. We are celebrating the birth of Jesus Christ. Not the birth of the latest ipad. Put Christ back in Christmas. The world needs Him.
1. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Twelve_Days_of_Christmas_%28song%29
2. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Twelve_Days_of_Christmas
Related stories: What Is Christmas Really About?
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