10 Saturday Nov 2018
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She walks like a feather
Afloat through the trees
Mesmerized by the light
She approaches with ease
Unaware of what’s hidden
Still she cannot resist
With soft, silent footsteps
She is lost to the mist
Hears it beckon to her
Child, be not afraid
And she glides ever closer
Through the dark forest glade
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09 Friday Nov 2018
Posted in FOWC with Fandango, Poetry, Ragtag Daily Prompt
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#FOWC, #poetry, #RagtagDailyPrompt, #RDP, disrupt, dorindaduclos.com, earth, gluttony, nature, Night Owl Poetry, poems, skill, writing
It takes no special skill, to rattle Mother Nature’s ways
Still, she manages to protect the earth, so lovingly
Ever mindful, the reality, of disruptive human beings
Those who feed upon her, with such gluttony
Ragtag Daily Prompt: Skill
FOWC with Fandango: Disrupt
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09 Friday Nov 2018
Posted in Poetry, short story, WritePhoto
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Azure skies reflect in crystal waters, flanked by green grasses, and what were once the vibrant colors of the leaves. They’re faded now, turned to brown, but the colors still remain vivid in my eyes. Here is where I find a sense of peacefulness, a calm like no other, reaching through to my soul, a serenity in nature, held captive on this Earth. I walk softly, for fear I’ll disturb the silence that breathes here.
Stopping, I find myself sitting down on the banks, under the trees, feeling the cool breezes of the near-ending season, and I take note that winter is fast approaching, pulling the collar of my sweater closer to my face. How I wish I could bottle this incredible feeling. But alas, I cannot, so I must make good with the time she remains with me, and patiently wait for her to return from her lengthy respite.
And I shall remain here, long into the day, soaking in her beauty, for I do not yet wish to bid autumn adieu…
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Photo ©Sue Vincent
08 Thursday Nov 2018
Posted in Poetry, Ragtag Daily Prompt
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So redolent, tis the smell of rain
Where summer heat has parched
Quenches lands across the plain
Ends in colors, sweetly arched
Ragtag Daily Prompt: Petrichor
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07 Wednesday Nov 2018
Posted in Poetry, Tanka, What Do You See?
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#poetry, #whatdoyousee, brothers in arms, dorindaduclos.com, fallen soldiers, Night Owl Poetry, poems, poppies, Remembrance Day, symbols, World War I, 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.
A sea of scarlet
The blood of brothers in arms
Gather one last time
Scattered among the poppies
To bid their final farewell
Authors Note: Though in the United States, November 11 is called Veteran’s Day, the Commonwealth of Nations consider it Remembrance Day. The USA honors those we lost, in May, on Memorial Day. I wrote this in remembrance of all the fallen soldiers everywhere.
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Photo via Willow Poetry
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