Myrtle Beach – #poetry – #JulyWriting

03 Wednesday Jul 2019

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in July Writing, Poetry

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Waves, against the sand, the tide rolls in

As I walk along the beach, this summer day

The pier, in the distance, waits in hazy morn

The softening day, through the clouds, allay

Tones of pink, against gray, night dissipates

Coloring the skies, with my favorite hues

Reeds blow gently, in the hush of the breeze

Shadows creep quietly, then, slip from view

The taste of the sea, the salt in the air

Memories, of my childhood, spent there

To go back, and relive, those days in the sun

Lazily walking, until the daylight is done

July Writing Prompts – Myrtle beach – Day 3/31

Budding Beauties – #poetry – #JulyWriting

02 Tuesday Jul 2019

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in July Writing, Poetry

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I say, my dear Sheila
I believe you’re tied to tight
You have a rather large bump
Which doesn’t look quite right

How dare you, my dear Priscilla
That’s no bump you see
Why, that’s my derriere
And it’s quite a part of me!

Oh forgive me, my dear Sheila
I didn’t mean to speak so crudely
But as you sashay, back and forth
Other women stare, quite rudely

I understand, my dear Priscilla
Let them look, after all, we’re cuties
No need to pay them any mind
They’re jealous of our budding beauty

July Writing Prompts – Budding beauties – Day 2/31

The Wings of the Phoenix – #poetry – #JulyWriting

01 Monday Jul 2019

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in July Writing, Poetry

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From ashes, reborn,

Through pyre’s flame,

The Phoenix rises,

To victorious acclaim!

Sparks trickle down,

Like sands of time,

A fiery soul, to the skies,

He shall climb;

Until once again,

His nest, he does ready,

Though not yet ignited,

His task remains steady.

To return to his ashes,

Then restart again, new;

Find another reason,

Another land to pursue.

As wings clap together,

He creates his own fire;

The power of the Phoenix,

Soaring higher, and higher.

July Writing Prompts – Phoenix sand – Day 1/31

Today’s the Day! – #poetry – #JuneWriting

30 Sunday Jun 2019

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in June Writing, Poetry

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She couldn’t believe the day had arrived,
It was one they had planned, for so long;
They practiced their lines to perfection,
But completely forgot about their song.

The time came to recite their vows,
Each of them nervous, as you can guess;
One mistake, one word out of place,
And the whole thing could turn to a mess.

Taking a deep breath, and letting it out,
She was first, in proclaiming her heart;
When it came time, for him, to do the same,
Flustered, he had forgotten where to start.

Finally getting through his words, she sighed,
He smiled, as the music began to play;
That’s when they suddenly realized,
They had forgotten to practice for today.

Just at that very moment, the bells rang,
And they knew everything was okay;
He scooped her up in his arms, turned about.
And quickly, he whisked her away!

June Writing Prompt – At last, the bells rang, and he whisked her away – Day 30/30 – Wow, another month of prompts done and half the year is over!! Can’t wait to see what ~M has in store for July!

Go West, Old Man – #poetry – #JuneWriting

29 Saturday Jun 2019

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in June Writing, Poetry

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He would never listen to anyone,

Did whatever he wanted to do;

When trying to talk sense into him,

He would always misconstrue.

The plans clearly said go north,

He insisted he had to go west.

No one ever heard from him again,

Surely, this was his dying quest.

Folks found an old town one day,

Twas a store, with a grave marker;

An eerie sense came over them,

And the skies, above, grew darker.

See, legend has it, the old man died,

In a saddened state, of disaffection.

But truth be told, we all know why,

He could never follow directions!

Every summer, a storm rages on,

Starting from the north, no jest;

Travels along the old man’s house,

Then passes by it, heading west.

June Writing Prompt – The directions said to go north, but he headed west – Day 29/30

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