07 Monday Nov 2016
Posted in Haiku, Poems, Poetry, Poetry Challenge
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#poetry, challenge, dorindaduclos.com, haiku, humanity, Night Owl Poetry, poems, power, race, Ronovan writes
There is no power
When humanity collides
And we lose the race
Source: RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #122 Power&Race
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29 Friday Jul 2016
Posted in Friday Fantasy, Poems, Poetry
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I can feel your life force
Flowing throw my veins
Like the blood that rushes through me
Each pulse, a musical refrain
Lightning bolts, each dagger
Released by your command
A whisper, all it takes for me
To heed to your demand
Stroking my existence
I let you steal my soul
You, forever, my energy
As your power takes control
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07 Thursday Jul 2016
Posted in Poems, Poetry, Throw Back Thursday #TBT
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Clouds come together
In a battle of power
Colliding, one into the other
Clashing, crashing
A calamitous clamor
Like a toddler
Incessantly banging a drum
The rhythm of beautiful noise
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10 Friday Jun 2016
Posted in Friday Fantasy, Poems, Poetry
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#poetry, Burn, dorindaduclos.com, electrifying, fantasy, Friday Fantasy, light, night, Night Owl Poetry, poems, power, sparks
Electrifying, a single touch
She reaches in the night
Unafraid to feel the burn
Stretching toward the light
Naked in the city street
She is standing in the storm
Of sparks beginning to gather
Like bees about to swarm
She feels the power flowing
Ever closer, ever bright
One quick touch is all it takes
To free her from her plight
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21 Monday Apr 2014
Yellow flames ignite, as
a ghostly figure dances slowly
around a column of luminous
wonder, stretching its hand
above the flame, leaning in
to seek the power,
never quite close enough
to capture the fever
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