25 Tuesday Apr 2017
Posted in Haiku, Poems, Poetry, Ronovan writes
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With God given sight
My eyes behold Earth’s wonders
All is beautiful
Source: RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #146 Behold&Eye
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02 Friday Dec 2016
Posted in Friday Fantasy, Poems, Poetry
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Choose a stairway, your destination
One is filled with fascination
The other enchants, with exploration
Hidden neath the golden leaves
Imagination, once perceived
Lost, below the arching eaves
Of covered vines, that catch your eye
And breathe, a rather heavenly sigh
Watching, as you pass them by
Wondering, if you’ve chosen right
Or have you lost your sense of sight
Looking for another flight
That leads to affirmation
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15 Monday Aug 2016
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#poetry, beauty, days, dorindaduclos.com, fears, life, mortality.time, Night Owl Poetry, poems, sight, tears
I may fade away, like empty tears
I may cry, until they disappear
Like seagulls, as they fly away
Into the set of another day
The beauty, which has passed me by
As I continue, breathe, then sigh
Knowing that my time is borrowed
I pray each day for a new tomorrow
To wipe away these mortal fears
And restore my visions, ever clear
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16 Thursday Jun 2016
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#poetry, dorindaduclos.com, forest, hear, life, lost love, love, nature, Night Owl Poetry, poems, senses, sight, smell, touch
Barefoot, she walks among the roots
Deep within the ground around her
Feels the pulse of life flowing there
She pauses, lets the senses surround her
The lush of the evergreen, hidden away
Still leaves its fragrance there
Even barren and stark, against graying skies
She can breathe in the scent of the air
Listening closely to the sounds of the forest
Its heartbeat in rhythm with her own
Envisioning colors of grandest affair
Once vibrant, though now monotone
Poignantly gathering her last, deepest thought
She sighs as she gazes through limbs
Knowing one day she’ll again return here
To feel the senses she remembers of him
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Night Owl Poetry - Dorinda Duclos 