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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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Yearning – #writephoto – #shortstory

30 Thursday May 2019

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in short story, WritePhoto

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#poetry, #shortstory, boat, dorindaduclos.com, First Lighter, land, Night Owl Poetry, ocean, poems, WritePhoto, writing, writing prompt, yearning


I hit a rough patch of water in my journey toward the sun. Perhaps, this was as far as I should go, and yet I had a yearning to go farther, to meet the sea, and travel beyond this piece of land I called home. The shore was so close, but without my boat, I wouldn’t be able to go on.

The land around me was still bathed in darkness, as the sun was just beginning its rise over the horizon. I contemplated getting out of my boat and walking to the shore, to greet the morning, but thought otherwise, as I did not know if I was alone.

For years I had heard stories of the First Lighters, they who only appeared at dawn. I was told they nestled themselves into the bushes, trees and grass that led up to the ocean, lying in wait for whomever happened along their way. I never did find out what happened to people once they found them. No one ever wanted to talk about that part, but it was enough to pique my curiosity. After all, I was never one who listened to the warnings from the elders. It got me into more trouble than I wish to remember.

Climbing out of the boat, trying to be as quiet as possible, as to not upset the natives, or whatever, I found my footing and began my walk to the water. An occasional crunch under my feet made me stop, just long enough to listen for sounds, other than my own. So far I was doing okay. It wasn’t long before I reached the shoreline, the sun a bit higher, and gleaming a golden path, over the ocean. It was then I realized why the elders were so frightened.

I felt a tugging at my heart as I walked back to my boat, dragging it onto the land, and carrying it to the shore. Gently pushing it into the water, I hopped in, and using my oar, I made my way into the ocean, following the path of the sun as it climbed into the sky. I said my silent goodbyes, and never looked back. Now, I too, had become a First Lighter.

 

Photo via Sue Vincent’s #writephoto prompt – Yearning
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Landslide ~ #poetry #WOTD #RDP #DWP

24 Sunday Feb 2019

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in Daily Word Prompt, Poetry, Ragtag Daily Prompt, Word of the Day #WOTD

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#DailyWord, #DWP, #poetry, #RagtagDailyPrompt, #RDP, #WOTD, aggravation, dorindaduclos.com, guess, house, land, Night Owl Poetry, poems, rock, watchful, word of the day, writing


When buying a home, keep a watchful eye

On what’s hidden, by each rock formation

It’s a good guess, no matter how hard you try

You can’t remove them, without aggravation

 

Word of the Day – Guess
Ragtag Daily Prompt – Rock
Daily Word Prompt – Watchful

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Stars Sigh ~ #poetry #WOTD #FOWC #DWP

22 Friday Feb 2019

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in Daily Word Prompt, FOWC with Fandango, Poetry, Word of the Day #WOTD

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#DailyWord, #DWP, #Fandango, #FOWC, #poetry, #WOTD, commit, darkness, dorindaduclos.com, finite, land, light, Night Owl Poetry, poems, sky, someday, stars, word of the day, writing


Perhaps someday, we will hear stars sigh

It happens when day commits to the night

When the finite land turns into infinite sky

And the darkness snuggles up to the light

 

Word of the Day – Commit
FOWC with Fandango – Finite
Daily Word Prompt – Someday

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Swept Away with the Wind – #poetry – #JanuaryWriting

09 Wednesday Jan 2019

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in January Writing, Poetry

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#JanuaryWriting, #poetry, aging, dorindaduclos.com, earth, hair, heat, land, Night Owl Poetry, tree, writing, writing prompt


Not much greenery left behind
As heat takes charge, of the land
One tree stands out, from them all
She fancies herself rather grand

Always posing, in mysterious ways
She likes to show off her style
Though the gray, has started to show
What is left, still makes her smile

A gust of wind, on the open range
And her hair blows, out of control
Withered, she bends, to the breeze
As the days start to take their toll

Ever ageless, though aging fast
From the wind, she no longer recoils
Counting the moments, until, at last
She returns, once again, to the soil

 

January Writing Prompt – Swept away with the wind, her hair looked a mess – Day 9/31

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The Dakota Plains – #NovemberWriting #poetry

23 Friday Nov 2018

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in November Writing, Poetry

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#NovemberWriting, #poetry, bison, Dakota plains, dorindaduclos.com, freedom, hunting, land, Night Owl Poetry, plains, poems, survival, writing


I walk the lands freely, yes, this is my home

Over fields of green, through the plains, I roam

In the hills of the Dakotas, tis where I’m alive

Basking in the sunlight, just hoping to survive

See, the hunters find me an appetizing treat

And it’s only so fast I can run on these feet

So, cautiously I’ll wander, like a lonesome waif

Looking for a place, where I’ll finally be safe

 

November Writing Prompt – The Dakota plains – Day 23/30

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