22 Wednesday Nov 2017
Posted in My Photography, Photography, Wordless Wednesday
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21 Tuesday Nov 2017
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Night settles over, like a vaporous gloom
Envelopes my soul, in a darkening tomb
Looking ahead, I seek out the light
The only one promising, to bring me through night
Skies part the way, not a moment too soon
All at once I am swallowed, by a heavenly moon
As day comes to an end, and the sun bids adieu
The eventide wraps me, in its ebony hue
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17 Friday Nov 2017
Posted in free verse, Poems, Poetry
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I hear the howling
A sound, growing
Piercing, window panes
The glass, shivering
And night closing in
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12 Sunday Nov 2017
Posted in November Writing, Poems, Poetry
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A drop of blood, from my thumb
The prickle of a thorn
The crimson flows, a steady stream
From where the flesh is torn
In the quiet, far off distance
A wolf bays as if he knows
The still of night has called me
And I watch, as full moon grows
Reaching out to gather
What is left of me, I fear
I throw myself into the pitch
So he won’t find me here
But alas, I’ve lost my freedom
To the one who rules the night
The blood of wolves, my reckoning
Beneath the full moon light
Writing Prompt – Still of Night – Day 12/30
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06 Monday Nov 2017
Posted in November Writing, Poems, Poetry
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#myphotography, #NovemberWriting, #poetry, chance meeting, clouds, darkness, dorindaduclos.com, escapade, moon, night, Night Owl Poetry, poems, sky, writing
The clouded skies had darkened my view
I knew where to look, but couldn’t find you
The mist in the air gave a strange, eerie feel
I wondered exactly what it tried to conceal
Into the black, where I could no longer see
I wondered aloud, what has become of thee?
Then I caught a glimpse, from the sky above
My heart skipped a beat, I had found my true love
The one, who makes the evening, so perfectly right
When his light casts upon me, in the ebony night
Perchance, we could meet, once again, on a lark
This heavenly orb, and me, in the dark
Writing Prompt – A Chance Meeting – Day 6/30
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