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Night Owl Poetry – Dorinda Duclos

~ "The silence of the night awakens my soul"

Night Owl Poetry – Dorinda Duclos

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The Bridge – #100wordstory – #JuneWriting

10 Monday Jun 2019

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in 100 word story, June Writing

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The night was peaceful, yet carried an eerie feel with it. Waters under the old bridge were unusually calm, a mist was gathering in the trees. The sudden silence didn’t last for very long, a rumble from below made its way across the land. “An earthquake?!” someone shouted.

The bridge, once the center of the town’s joy, began to crumble. Bricks fell into the waters below, a deafening sound. Then it was gone. No bridge to cross. The town folk, startled from sleep, were stuck on the other side, with no way out.

All because a troll had to sneeze.

 

June Writing Prompt – The sudden silence didn’t last for very long – Day 10/30

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Their Fate – #100wordstory – #JuneWriting

09 Sunday Jun 2019

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#JuneWriting, destiny, dorindaduclos.com, fate, full moon, human, Night Owl Poetry, Nightfall, The Fates, wolf, writing, writing prompt


Soon it would be nightfall, which would surely seal their fate…

The full moon made its way from behind the dark clouds. The night was black as pitch, but she knew he was close by. The low growl he was emitting was hard to miss, against the silence of the night. A rustle of leaves meant he was on the move and would soon be joining her. She waited.

The time of the full moon, when he and she would be one. Yet, neither knew which one they’d ultimately become. Only The Fates knew what the final outcome would be.

 

June Writing Prompt – Soon it would be nightfall, which would surely seal their fate – Day 9/30

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You Get a Roll with it, Baby – #Limerick – #JuneWriting

08 Saturday Jun 2019

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in June Writing, limerick, Poetry

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All that kneading had come to an end

With other ladies, she did contend

Prayed her buns were just right

Weren’t rolled up too tight

Gave a sigh, seems she had the right blend

 

June Writing Prompt – Sandwiched between pumpernickel on rye, she found her prize – Day 8/30

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The Hidden Marker – #100words – #JuneWriting

07 Friday Jun 2019

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Could it be that this was where the marker was hidden? There had to be rows of stones, and no possible way for me to find it, before sunset.

I had a task to complete, and complaining wasn’t going to get it done. I started, row by row, hoping a clue would lead me in the right direction. After several hours, I wasn’t any closer to finding it.

But wait! I saw a glint of what I thought might be it! Yes, I found it! My pink highlighter! Buried in the stones. I bet that brat, Reggie, threw it here.

 

Authors Note:  Michelle called me out on my first day’s proclamation of keeping the writing prompts to 100 words.  I don’t want her to do that again, so, here we are, back to 100 words.  Unless, of course, I have an enormous amount to say.  Then, no promises.

June Writing Prompt – Could it be that this was where the marker was hidden? – Day 7/30

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The Great Crusader – #poeticprose – #JuneWriting

06 Thursday Jun 2019

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in June Writing, Poetic Prose

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A mighty one, was Sir Timothy, who stood proudly, protecting his family. Guarding the gates to the palace, where, others dare not enter, if he was standing there. A one man army, no soldiers did he lead, no man could outdo him, nor his trusty steed. His honor, to stand fast, against all invaders, tis why the country dubbed him, their Great Crusader.

Rumor has it, he often returns on the eve, of the battle that took him, caused his loved ones to grieve.  Though they dare not look upon him, this noble man of King Gawain, for sunken eyes and bony cheeks, are all that remain.  Sir Timothy, they claim, will visit, from time to time, made known by the church bell’s melancholic chime.

June Writing Prompt – Sunken eyes and bony cheeks were all that remained – Day 6/30

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