22 Wednesday Apr 2020
Posted in #NaPoWriMo, Haiku, Poetry
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Leaf becomes shelter
When two get caught in the rain
Nature’s umbrella
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Image by Sasin Tipchai from Pixabay
29 Tuesday May 2018
Posted in Poetry, WritePhoto
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castle, centuries, dorindaduclos.com, land, Night Owl Poetry, shelter, Sue Vincent, turrets, warriors, Winter, WritePhoto, writing
A castle stands, on a mountain high
Its turrets, reaching for the sky
Towers, decorating its building, where
The strong and valiant, fought despair
Coated in dusted powder, fine
Winter, cloaks a different time
Shrouded, by the clouds, so gray
A mighty warrior, here, did stay
To guard the lands, he knew, profound
Kept hidden, by the arbored ground
But days have passed, its empty now
Quietly standing, remembering how
Its stature, grand, for centuries, still
Shall always remain, atop this hill
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Photo ©Sue Vincent
07 Saturday Apr 2018
Posted in Poetry, WritePhoto
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A hidden cave, the wind, a rush
Where spirits linger, under brush
Some may show themselves to you
While others share a different view
You never know when they’ll appear
Perhaps it’s just that one stray deer
Who grazes, on the leaves of green
And every flower, in between
Nonchalantly, he will walk by
Then disappear, in bushes, high
Maybe you’ll chance a stroll, go to him
Dare to be brave, go out on a limb
Fear not the company, of those spirits, light-hearted
For they guard the shelter, of the dearly departed
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Photo ©Sue Vincent
24 Saturday Mar 2018
Posted in Poems, Poetry, The Daily Post
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#poetry, cold, compassion, cruelty, dorindaduclos.com, faceless, homeless, humanity, life, night, Night Owl Poetry, poems, shelter, word prompt, writing
They remain faceless
Lost, in an unforgiving world
Humanity, is tasteless
On the streets, their lives, unfurled
Sneers from others, laughter
People can be so cruel
Life is a living disaster
Why isn’t this unusual?
Homeless, they fight the sun
Before night and cold alight
Hoping to find anyone
Praying for those who might
Show compassion, lend a hand
Find them shelter from the cold
For they are, just as we are, human
Hoping, they too, can grow old
The Daily Post: Faceless
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Photo via Pixabay CC0
09 Friday Feb 2018
Posted in Late Night Musings
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#LateNightMusings, #poetry, bird, dorindaduclos.com, heron, ice, musings, Night Owl Poetry, Packanack Lake, shelter, threatened, writing
Even one sheltered, out of sight
Will find escape, when others threaten
Author’s Note: If you look toward the lower right side of the photo, you’ll see a heron in flight. I did not know he was in the reeds when I took this picture. My daughter pointed it out to me.
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