18 Wednesday Dec 2019
Posted in Haiku, Poetry, Ronovan writes
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#poetry, #RonovanWrites, dorindaduclos.com, flora, frost, frozen, haiku, mundane, Night Owl Poetry, poems, poetry challenge, spring, wicked, Winter, writing
Winter’s wicked breath
Mundane, until it touches
On fallen autumn
Frost covets flora
A moment, frozen in time
Awaiting the spring
Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #284 Wicked&Mundane
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26 Friday Apr 2019
Posted in #NaPoWriMo, April Writing, Poetry
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#AprilWriting, #NaPoWriMo, #poetry, chances, Choices, color, door, dorindaduclos.com, life, mundane, Night Owl Poetry, poems, WritePhoto, writing, writing prompt
Dare to take a chance
Never mind the mundane
Life is gray matter
It could use a bit of color
Sweep away the boring
Forget about the plain
The day to day truly
Couldn’t be much duller
Choose the door
To opportunity, open wide
Sidle away from strife
Spice it up, it’s waiting
You’ll never know til you do
Just take a step inside
Hurry now, no time to waste
I promise, it’s captivating
April Writing Prompts – Choices or Chances – Day 26/30
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31 Friday Aug 2018
Posted in Friday Fantasy, Poetry, WritePhoto
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#poetry, dorindaduclos.com, light, mist, mundane, Mystical, night, Night Owl Poetry, spirit, Sue Vincent, sunlight, watcher, WritePhoto, writing
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
Join Sue, every Thursday, as she delights us with a new photo (or two)! Thanks again, for another beautiful photo prompt!
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26 Thursday Jan 2017
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#poetry, aging, dorindaduclos.com, earth, life, man, mundane, Night Owl Poetry, old, poems, strange, time, woman
I am old but not so old
I have traveled to everywhere
And nowhere
From the beginning of time
To the ends of the Earth
I’ve encountered strange things
And run from the mundane
There is much before me
But nothing behind me
Though time has passed slowly
I am rapidly wasting away
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