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Night Owl Poetry – Dorinda Duclos

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Night Owl Poetry – Dorinda Duclos

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Wednesday’s with Mary – #MayWriting – #poetry

08 Wednesday May 2019

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in May Writing, Poetry

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#MayWriting, #poetry, creep, dorindaduclos.com, mary, monster, Night Owl Poetry, poems, stalker, writing, writing prompt


Skin, as smooth as silk, would she quiver at his touch?
He looked forward to this day, so very much

Awaiting her arrival, anxiously, to greet her
It had taken him too long, to try to meet her

He had to build the nerve, to ask her on a date
Knew exactly where she’d be, had to lie in wait

Every Wednesday, the same routine, he didn’t waiver
Thoughts inside his head had said, he could be her savior

Watched her every move, a stalker, he’d become
Practiced every word, so she wouldn’t think him dumb

Hoped she’d notice him, before it was too late
He had every intention, of making her his mate

Finally, he approached, “Hi there, what’s your name?”
Knew from that moment on, she was his to claim

She looked at him, quite startled, then quickly walked away
He called out to her to wait, hoping she would stay

Faster and faster, she made her escape from this man
He was gaining on her, seems he had another plan

Caught her off guard, when she stumbled, on the walk
He tried to help her up, but, she continued to balk

She gave him a look, which was just a bit too wary
That was a mistake, so much for poor, dear Mary

 

May Writing Prompts – Wednesday’s with Mary – Day 8/31

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Exploring the Worlds – #poetry #whatdoyousee?

05 Wednesday Dec 2018

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in Friday Fantasy, Poetry, What Do You See?

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#poetry, #whatdoyousee, child, dorindaduclos.com, dreams, exploring, fantasy, imagination, little boy, monster, Night Owl Poetry, planets, poems, shadows, sky, stars, writing

The lovely Helene of Willow Poetry has challenged us with “What do you See?”.  You may write a poem, haiku, tanka or short story that represents what you see or feel within you.  More info can be found in the link below.


Galaxies full of wondrous delight

Tis a small child’s endless dream

To spin with celestial floating orbs

In such a beautiful astral scene

Even his shadow’s along for the fun

Still, he’s far away from the skies

With colors igniting his imagination

There’s a spark, a gleam, in his eyes

So fascinated, by the universe above

He stops, for a moment, to stare

Wondering what it is that he’ll need

To explore these worlds, up there

 

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Friday Fantasy ~ The Piano – #poetry #whatdoyousee?

30 Friday Nov 2018

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in Friday Fantasy, Poetry, What Do You See?

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#poetry, #whatdoyousee, darkness, dorindaduclos.com, dreams, fantasy, Friday Fantasy, monster, moonbeams, Night Owl Poetry, nightmares, piano, poems, stars, writing

The lovely Helene of Willow Poetry has challenged us with “What do you See?”.  You may write a poem, haiku, tanka or short story that represents what you see or feel within you.  More info can be found in the link below.


With each key he played, the monster, alive
Unaware was he, as he continued his song
Though he felt a presence, he could not decide
What it was he had been feeling, all along

Through the trees, moonbeams danced
It was though they could hear every note
The stars came down, wondering, perchance
If his playing was what kept them afloat

His life, in a book, his fantasies, played
As time passed by, the pages yellowed
He took in stride, what his mind displayed
All those nightmares, had truly mellowed

So he played, and he played, each note his own
Not caring what was happening around him
He knew from the start, this king on his throne
That his dreams would always surround him

 

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