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Night Owl Poetry – Dorinda Duclos

~ "The silence of the night awakens my soul"

Night Owl Poetry – Dorinda Duclos

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Our Lord’s Birth ~ #poetry of #Christmas

22 Sunday Dec 2019

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in Poetry

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#poetry, birth, blood, Christmas, cross, dorindaduclos.com, Jesus, Lord, Night Owl Poetry, ornament, poems, savior, writing


Shiny red ball, upon the tree

Tell us how it feels to be

Ogled, from eyes that stare, intent

On finding out just what is meant

By colors, hanging, proper and prim

I’ve heard them call you Christmas trim

I can’t imagine tis all you are

I truly feel you are the star!

No, not atop the evergreen

That one’s always easily seen

You are the color of the season

And this why, the very reason…

As crimson fell, from limbs, a loss

The blood of our Savior, upon the cross

Let us now rejoice, for it’s our Lord’s birth

In Heaven above, and here, on Earth!

 

©2019 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
Image by Couleur from Pixabay

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No One Home ~ #ThursdayDoors #poetry

17 Thursday Nov 2016

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in Photography, Poems, Poetry, Thursday Doors

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#poetry, #ThursdayDoors, birdhouse, dorindaduclos.com, house, Laurelwood Arboretum, miniature, nature, Night Owl Poetry, ornament, poems, small, trees

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Who could live inside this house?

Perhaps it’s meant, for a wee mouse

No, even he would be too big

To sit upon the tiny twig

That leads up to the open door

My finger fits, but nothing more

I can’t imagine what could be

Inside this house, upon this tree

I could knock, then wait a few

I guess it’s something I could do

Knock, knock, knock, there’s no reply

Giving up, I heave a sigh

Maybe it’s just here for show

And there really is no one to know

 

Author’s note:  My husband found this little ornament hanging on a tree in one of my favorite places, Laurelwood Arboretum.  Someone had a sense of humor!

 

Photo and poem ©2016 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved

 

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