22 Friday Nov 2019
Posted in Friday Fantasy, Poems, Poetry
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#poetry, dorindaduclos.com, fantasy, Friday Fantasy, nature, Night Owl Poetry, ocean, poems, rocks, senses, sigh, sky
Sail upon the velvet clouds
Feel the ocean’s rousing rush
Get lost in fields of lavender
Hear the forest’s gentle hush
Breathe in air of scented pine
Climb the rocks and reach the sky
Wrap yourself in magnificence
Listen, as your senses sigh
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07 Friday Jun 2019
Posted in 100 word story, June Writing
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#100wordstory, #JuneWriting, #poetry, dorindaduclos.com, hidden, marker, Night Owl Poetry, rocks, writing, writing prompt
Could it be that this was where the marker was hidden? There had to be rows of stones, and no possible way for me to find it, before sunset.
I had a task to complete, and complaining wasn’t going to get it done. I started, row by row, hoping a clue would lead me in the right direction. After several hours, I wasn’t any closer to finding it.
But wait! I saw a glint of what I thought might be it! Yes, I found it! My pink highlighter! Buried in the stones. I bet that brat, Reggie, threw it here.
Authors Note: Michelle called me out on my first day’s proclamation of keeping the writing prompts to 100 words. I don’t want her to do that again, so, here we are, back to 100 words. Unless, of course, I have an enormous amount to say. Then, no promises.
June Writing Prompt – Could it be that this was where the marker was hidden? – Day 7/30
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18 Friday Jan 2019
Posted in January Writing, Poetry
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#JanuaryWriting, #poetry, abide, cacti, dorindaduclos.com, mountainside, Night Owl Poetry, pebbles, rocks, sate, stones, struggle, succulent, writing, writing prompt
They had no problem with thorns, ignoring them
It seems nothing bothers the rocks, on the ridge
Devouring the tasty succulents, each, one at a time
Was exquisite, nothing wasted, not even a smidge
Poor cacti, trying hard to escape the stone clutches
They would squiggle and squirm, but to no avail
Eventually, they simply gave up the brave fight
Losing the struggle, as the bigger rocks did inhale
When the smallest pebbles, had been fully sated
They began their tumble, down the mountainside
Grateful, at last, to be rid of those pesky boulders
The cacti, once again, could now safely abide…
January Writing Prompt – The pebbles devoured the succulents, one tasty morsel at a time – Day 18/31
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18 Sunday Nov 2018
Posted in My Photography, Photography, Silent Sunday
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#myphotography, #nofilter, #silentsunday, canada geese, dorindaduclos.com, lake, lakes of NJ, nature, Night Owl Poetry, Photography, rocks, Silas Condict Park, Sunday afternoon
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14 Wednesday Nov 2018
Posted in My Photography, Photography, Wordless Wednesday
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#myphotography, #nofilter, autumn, beauty, dorindaduclos.com, lake, Morris Cty, Night Owl Poetry, Parks of NJ, Photography, rocks, Silas Condict Park, trees, Wordless Wednesday
Silas Condict Park 11/11/18
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