23 Monday Nov 2020
Posted in Poetry
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#poetry, darkness, dorindaduclos.com, mist, night, Night Owl Poetry, poems, rain, sin, writing
I step out
Into the darkness
A passing mist
Gently brushes my skin
And dances
Across my cheek.
I dare not wipe it away,
For fear
Its magic could
Quite quickly disappear
So I let it linger,
Color the starkness
Caressing me,
I savor this wicked sin
Like a lover’s kiss,
It is what I seek.
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Image by Enrique Meseguer from Pixabay
17 Tuesday Nov 2020
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#poetry, child, Colleen's Weekly Poetry Challenge, dorindaduclos.com, ekphrastic, Etheree, Night Owl Poetry, photo prompt, poems, poetry challenge, reflections, thoughts, writing
Child
Who is
Reflected
On the water
Bares her soul aloud
In the silence of night
As barren trees listen, watch
Her attention lies far away
Scattered thoughts unleash a roaring din
She wonders if the birds can hear them, too
WEEKLY #TANKA TUESDAY #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 203 #EKPHRASTIC #PHOTOPROMPT
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Photo via Colleen’s Challenge
07 Saturday Nov 2020
Posted in Poetry
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#poetry, careless, danger, dorindaduclos.com, fire, forest, forest fire, human, man, nature, Night Owl Poetry, owl, poems, writing
The night falls
More quickly these days
In silence,
Draped in a choking haze
Outside, an owl
Screeches my name,
What is he saying?
What does he claim?
That I took the stars
And blackened the sky,
Says the moon doesn’t shine
And he wants to know why
Hear his cry,
Ear splitting, so unnerved
Surely this raptor
Is somewhat perturbed
Still I cannot see,
What he sees, in the dark
An ebony field,
Laid barren and stark
From the one thing
That has forsaken his land
The strike of a match,
By a human hand
He has lost his home,
His place to hide
His family, no longer
By his side
Taken down in a hail
Of smoke and flame
The owl, he weeps,
And I am to blame…
Author’s Note: Seven new large fires were reported 11/5/2020, three in Idaho, two in Kansas, and one each in Minnesota and Montana. Nationally, 36 large fires have burned 2.8 million acres. (source: National Interagency Fire Center). Before you flick that lit cigarette, or leave a campfire unattended and burning, think about how many lives you could be destroying, both wild and human.
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Image by Jean van der Meulen from Pixabay
Image by Ylvers from Pixabay
Combined by me
06 Friday Nov 2020
Posted in November Writing, Poetry
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#NovemberWriting, #poetry, acrostic, cheese, dorindaduclos.com, meat, Night Owl Poetry, poems, tacos, too much to eat, writing
Too many tacos will always create
A night of discomfort, that isn’t so great
Crispy shells, with meat and cheese
Oh the things we do, just to appease
So, pile it on and hey, pass that plate….
Cause we’ll keep eating, til we regurgitate
November 2020 Writing Prompts – Too many tacos
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Image by Constanze Riechert-Kurtze from Pixabay
04 Wednesday Nov 2020
Posted in Poetry
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#poetry, devil, dorindaduclos.com, fire, humanity, night, Night Owl Poetry, Phoenix, poems, sky, writing
There’s a fire in the sky,
A blaze in the night;
The phoenix has risen,
A harrowing sight.
Out of the ashes,
She burns like a flame;
Dare not touch her,
You’ll not be the same.
Anger has plagued her,
She’s out on a tear;
No mercy does she hold,
You better beware.
She’ll scald like acid,
Her touch is sure death;
Like a funeral pyre,
She’ll steal your last breath.
Coveting daylight,
She blocks out the sun
Engulfing, surrounding
There’s nowhere to run.
As she savages the land,
With a spark she does maim
Sad to say, we have only
Us humans to blame….
**Authors Note: The incredible picture above was taken by my friend Sharon. This was the sky, down the shore in NJ, last night. Can you see the face in the fiery clouds? I chose to believe it was a phoenix, although I must admit it looks more devilish…
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Photo by ©Sharon Woodruff All Rights Reserved. Used with Permission.
