05 Monday Feb 2018
Posted in Late Night Musings
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The light of day, come morning sun
Bring warmth to winter’s cold
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05 Monday Feb 2018
Posted in February Writing, Poems, Poetry
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#FebruaryWriting, #poetry, dorindaduclos.com, man, mannequins, Night Owl Poetry, poems, sexy, silly, window, writing, writing prompt
Two ladies hung out in a window
Dressed in their best lingerie
Complained about this one certain man
Who whistled, when walking their way
What do you think, one asked
I have no idea, said the other
Perhaps he fancies the clothes you wear
I’ve heard about this, from my mother!
Oh, you’re so silly, replied her friend
But maybe I’ll give him a shot
Why not, said the woman, dressed in brown
He seems to think purple is hot!
February Writing Prompt: Silly and Sexy – Day 5/28
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04 Sunday Feb 2018
Posted in Late Night Musings
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#LateNightMusings, #poetry, angels, dorindaduclos.com, melancholy, Night Owl Poetry, poems, rain, raindrops, weather
Melancholy, the rain
Soft drops of angel tears
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04 Sunday Feb 2018
Posted in Poems, Poetry, The Daily Post
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#poetry, #TheDailyPost, change, creature, destiny, dorindaduclos.com, full moon, human, moon, Night Owl Poetry, poems, she-wolf, word prompt, writing
The full moon, a mere speck in the sky
A wolf, this powerful creature, was I
Transformed, I found my perfect place
No longer human, I have a new face
Whitened, my hair, like the snow, was my fur
Now a she wolf, I was no longer her
This was my destiny, ne’er to stray
Knowing I’d forever, stay this way
The Daily Post: Creature
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04 Sunday Feb 2018
Posted in February Writing, Poems, Poetry
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#FebruaryWriting, #poetry, desire, dorindaduclos.com, endeavors, imtimate, love, lovers, misled, night, Night Owl Poetry, poems, writing, writing prompt
He left before the morning light
His scent, lingered, in the air
She wrapped herself around it
To ease the chill, her body, bare
Private thoughts invaded
Her mind was set on fire
He was all she wanted near
He was her one desire
Yet, sitting alone, she pondered
Was her love for him misled?
Perhaps, she would just have to settle
For memories of him, in her bed
February Writing Prompt: Intimate Endeavors – Day 4/28
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