11 Sunday Oct 2015
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#poetry, beauiful day, dawn, God, morning, Night Owl Poetry, poems, sun, sunday, thankful
The warmth of the sun
The sweet morning air
A day to be lazy
With nary a care
We rise from our beds
We stretch and we yawn
And find ourselves lost
In a glorious dawn
And thank the good Lord
For allowing us to see
Another beautiful Sunday
Made for you and for me
Original April 2014
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Photo: Brian Amento – Used with Permission
28 Friday Aug 2015
Posted in Friday Fantasy, Poems, Poetry
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fairy, fantasy, fire, Friday Fantasy, morning, Night Owl Poetry, poems, poetry, sun, sunbeams, Sunbeams Stream
Sunbeams do gleam
And dance across air
Casting a fiery glow
A vision so grand
I hold out my hand
To capture one, I dare
A ball of fire calmly rests
In all its splendor, bright
My soul it unlocks
Whilst I sit upon this rock
Basking in morning’s first light
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25 Thursday Jun 2015
I woke this morning
Grateful for another day
In God’s loving hands
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14 Sunday Jun 2015
Tags
Heaven, morning, Night Owl Poetry, oceans, poems, poetry, reflections, Shimmering Splendor, sunlight
Morning awakens
The gentle slumber of the sea
Casting a brilliance of crimson
Against mountains, still restless
From the ebony night
A gentle rippling
Of the ocean tide
Sends shimmering splendor
Across pale blue, basking
In the sun’s radiant light
Reflections linger
In the water’s hue
A quiet caress, waking day
Whilst Heaven’s jewel, softly
Colors black with a glorious sight
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28 Thursday May 2015
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#poetry, An Endless Story, dorindaduclos.com, dreams, guise, morning, mystery, mystique, night, Night Owl Poetry, poems, sky, stars
Restless, like a wandering sprite
On a journey once found in a dream
Searching for an endless mysterious sight
Cast through the sky like a stream
Of magical orbs that shine in my eyes
Perhaps they’re the answers I seek
Or are they merely a quixotic guise
The power behind the mystique
Ever looking for resplendent glory
While wrestling with the ebony night
Hoping to find an end to this story
I awaken with morning’s first light
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