16 Saturday Feb 2019
Posted in FOWC with Fandango, Poetry, Ragtag Daily Prompt, Word of the Day #WOTD
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If we don’t take care, of our planet Earth
We’ll be lost in this place, once paradise
We must remember, everything’s worth
With each decision, we must pay a price
Word of the Day – Worth
FOWC with Fandango – Paradise
Ragtag Daily Prompt – Lost
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16 Saturday Feb 2019
Posted in Poetry
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#poetry, child, death, Derrick Knight, dorindaduclos.com, eldest, family, heart ache, life, love, Michael Knight, Night Owl Poetry, poems, sadness, son, writing
In loving memory of Michael Knight…
How can it look the same, this world that seems to drone?
Why does my heart not explain, why is it I feel, so alone?
One minute you’re there, and the next, you are gone
Life is now harder to bear, how will we… I, go on?
They say you’re in a better place, I am filled with unrest
My heart now has an empty space, heavy, inside my chest
We will meet again, my son, when the world has let me go
Until that time, I remain here, saddened, and missing you so
I wrote this after reading of the death of a child. Our dear blog friend, Derrick Knight, lost his eldest son, Michael. It was sudden, unexpected. May Michael rest in peace and may God watch over Derrick, Jackie and the family.
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16 Saturday Feb 2019
Posted in February Writing, Poems, Poetry
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#FebruaryWriting, #poetry, chocolate, dorindaduclos.com, ears, Easter bunny, hankering, Night Owl Poetry, poems, writing prompt
What’s that you say, my friend?
You’ll have to come closer, I fear
Something is wrong with my hearing
I seemed to have misplaced my ear
Always happens around this time
Humans have a hankering for me
They buy me, to put into a basket
Wrap me in foil, swell, now I can’t see
Oh, but I know, what’s coming my way
First it’s one ear and then the other
Maybe they’ll forget about me, for today
Oops, there goes the rest of my brother!
February Writing Prompts – Hold your hankering horses – Day 16/28
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15 Friday Feb 2019
Posted in FOWC with Fandango, Poetry, Word of the Day #WOTD
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They say that variety is the spice of life
But I’d rather live a more humble means
I don’t need drama, nor excessive rife
Just simpler days, in my ole blue jeans
Word of the Day – Humble
FOWC with Fandango – Variety
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15 Friday Feb 2019
Posted in Poetry, What Do You See?
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#poetry, #whatdoyousee, dorindaduclos.com, finding my way, journey, maze, Night Owl Poetry, path, poems, soul searching, walls, 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.
Peering cautiously, into the maze
The wall, ahead, halts my quizzical gaze
A choice to make, which way to follow
Nothing to guide, the path is hollow
Shall I go left, or better to go right?
I must decide, and allay this fright
Of losing myself, inside this place
Yelling for help, would be a disgrace
I must show myself, I am able to cope
Find my way out, never giving up hope
No matter the path, I know I’ll survive
I just need to make out of here, alive
But first, I need to find my center
Before this circuitous maze, I enter
Tis then I can follow, this uncharted course
Head into the unknown, with no remorse
To make it through, no haste, nor hurry
And leave that pesky thing, called worry
At the beginning, where it all began
Without foresight, nor map, nor plan
And while these walls may confound
Finding my way, will be quite profound
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