06 Thursday Dec 2018
Posted in FOWC with Fandango, Poetry, Ragtag Daily Prompt
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Oh my, what’s that smell? What could it be?
Something was putrescent, under the tree!
And there on the floor, with a pretty red bow
Was Granny’s fruitcake, from years long ago
FOWC with Fandango – Floor
Ragtag Daily Prompt – Putrescent
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08 Thursday Nov 2018
Posted in Poetry, Ragtag Daily Prompt
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So redolent, tis the smell of rain
Where summer heat has parched
Quenches lands across the plain
Ends in colors, sweetly arched
Ragtag Daily Prompt: Petrichor
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16 Thursday Jun 2016
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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 