11 Wednesday Jul 2018
Posted in My Photography, Photography, Wordless Wednesday
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#macrophotography, #mygarden, #myphotography, #nofilter, beauty, dorindaduclos.com, flowers, macro, nature, Night Owl Poetry, Photography, red rose, rose, rose bud, Wordless Wednesday
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05 Saturday May 2018
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#poetry, dorindaduclos.com, fantasy, love, lovers, Night Owl Poetry, poems, rose, scorn, thorn, writing
Surrounded by the mighty firs
Cloaked in gossamer mists
A flower stands, the reddest rose
Waiting for his love, her kiss
She sits and watches quietly
Captivated by its desire to live
Among the barren land, where she
Is more than willing to forgive
This rose, perhaps her long lost love
Though she continues to just admire
Unsure if she should even touch
As her heart fills with desire
She reaches for the stem, so green
Unaware of the sharpest thorn
As blood trickles from her fingertip
She remembers why, with scorn
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02 Wednesday May 2018
Posted in My Photography, Photography, Wordless Wednesday
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#myphotography, #nofilter, beauty, bees, bumble bee, dorindaduclos.com, flowers, nature, Night Owl Poetry, Photography, rose, spring, Wordless Wednesday
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06 Friday Apr 2018
Posted in April Writing, Poems, Poetry
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#AprilWriting, #poetry, #writingprompt, dorindaduclos.com, flowers, garden of life, memories, nana, Night Owl Poetry, poems, rose, time
Her photograph, faded, sepia tones
A rose, shriveled, now brittle and dry
Memories of her many loving ways
Made it harder to say goodbye
Time goes by much too quickly
In a blink of an eye, she was gone
Always the blossom, in my garden of life
Now the flowers are wilted and drawn
To have her plant just one more seed
I’d give anything, to let her know
That she is the reason I am me
From her love I’ve continued to grow
In loving memory of my grandmother, Nana Rose (June 1973) I love you and miss you more each day. ❤
April Writing Prompt: Time blossomed then shriveled – Day 6/30
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17 Wednesday Jan 2018
Posted in Late Night Musings
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#LateNightMusings, #poetry, dorindaduclos.com, fragrance, love, musings, Night Owl Poetry, poems, rose, scent, weakness
Like the fragrance of a rose
Your scent is my weakness
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