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20 Wednesday Apr 2022
Posted #NaPoWriMo, Poetry
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10 Sunday Feb 2019
Posted February Writing, Poems, Poetry
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#FebruaryWriting, #poetry, artist, artistry, colors, devious, dorindaduclos.com, men, mischief, Night Owl Poetry, poems, siren, writing prompt
She loves to play with billowy blobs
Quite an artist, though no one will say
What she captures, in painted globs
Is devious, in a most mischievous way
Allowing you to see, only part of her
She can hide the most hideous things
Like the one thing she does, most concur
Is setting traps that make the men sing
She mesmerizes, with a flash of green
Throws colors about, a devil-may-care
Women say, she is simply obscene
But not to her face, they wouldn’t dare
Laughing, as she lures them farther away
She is a siren, from the sea, her realm
She need do nothing to make them stray
When her colors fly about, they overwhelm
February Writing Prompts – Billowy blobs and booby traps – Day 10/28
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01 Saturday Sep 2018
Posted Poems, Poetry, September Writing
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Hollywood called her Marilyn Monroe
Though her name was Norma Jeane
But that would never befit a star
This siren, of the silver screen
Sensuality made her famous
They would melt, with just a wink
Abused by those around her
Found her on the edge, the brink
Pills would ease the torture
That went on inside her head
Until the day they found her
A body, lifeless, across the bed
Her light had now been dimmed
After years of sheer neglect
But Marilyn would, forever, remain
A shining star, with a touch of perfect
September Writing Prompt – A touch of perfect – Day 1/30
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13 Friday Jan 2017
Posted Friday Fantasy, Poems, Poetry
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Her calling brings longing
To souls lost at sea
Songs of the Siren
She sings them for thee
For men and their ships
Who have sailed to the deep
She callously draws them
Into eternal sleep
With songs from the bottom
Of a watery grave
They’re captured by beauty
Forever enslaved
And though they all know
These tales of the brine
Still they go searching
Time after time….
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24 Friday Apr 2015
Posted Friday Fantasy, Poems, Poetry
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Her calling brings longing
To souls lost at sea
Songs of the Siren
She sings them for thee
For men and their ships
Who have sailed to the deep
She callously draws them
Into eternal sleep
With songs from the bottom
Of a watery grave
They’re captured by beauty
Forever enslaved
And though they all know
These tales of the brine
Still they go searching
Time after time….
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Photo via Pixabay CC0