10 Saturday Nov 2018
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She walks like a feather
Afloat through the trees
Mesmerized by the light
She approaches with ease
Unaware of what’s hidden
Still she cannot resist
With soft, silent footsteps
She is lost to the mist
Hears it beckon to her
Child, be not afraid
And she glides ever closer
Through the dark forest glade
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31 Friday Aug 2018
Posted in Friday Fantasy, Poetry, WritePhoto
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Spirit move, through mountain mist
Embrace the morning’s secret kiss
Watch, as grass and earth appear
Knowing, soon, the sun grows near
Tis your time to, again, return
Where hidden, deep, beyond the berm
Is the mystical place, in which you dwell
Alas, you’ll cast your worldly spell
Which calls to the mist, come and play
And it whisks away the light of day
Tis then you emerge, atop your domain
For this is your life, on this earthly plane
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19 Sunday Aug 2018
Posted in August Writing, Poems, Poetry
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Beyond the archway, across the rocks
Where mist does linger and flowers flock
A climb, thousands of miles to the top
The mountains create a beautiful backdrop
Snow covered, white, against the bluest sky
I journey to my cathedral, in the heavens, high
My worldly place, an earthen sanctuary
Where I can go to, beyond the contrary
Of inhumane faces, and misguided beings
A place I know my God, is ever so freeing
August Writing Prompt – Earthen Cathedrals – Day 19/31
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01 Wednesday Aug 2018
Posted in August Writing, Poems, Poetry
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#AugustWriting, #poetry, dew, dorindaduclos.com, flowers, fog, forest, fragrance, kiss, leaves, meadow, mist, Night Owl Poetry, poems, writing, writing prompt
A mist, rolling off the meadow
Carries a fragrance meant to please
Each droplet of water caresses
Every inch of the forest trees
Blanketing the russet leaves
Wrapping them in sweet embrace
The fog, though, soon will vanish
And the waking sun will grace
The colors, and beauty of nature
Once hidden in a veil of mist
Now drenched in dew, delighted
Aroused, by morning’s first kiss
August Writing Prompt – The fragrant fog – Day 1/31
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25 Monday Jun 2018
Posted in Poems, Poetry, WritePhoto
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Over meadow, flowers bloom
Through the mist, a gathered plume
On wings that span the sky of gray
Adding color, to a dreary day
Gliding, beauty, through the air
Soaring about, I see her there
Gracing my eyes, in the clouded morn
Awakening this soul, no longer forlorn
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