10 Tuesday Dec 2019
Posted in Poetry, Word of the Day #WOTD
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The sound of the ocean calls
And its creatures gather
To hear the mighty roar
Softly playing within
Only a whisper, crashing
Among the white capped waves
Word of the Day Challenge – Ocean
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10 Wednesday Apr 2019
Posted in April Writing, Poems, Poetry
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Bright lights, all around me, blinding,
Noisy streets, surround me, reminding
There’s no place to turn to, for quiet
Never been to the city? You must try it!
Different faces, and different names
Nothing here, is ever the same
Skyscrapers towering, larger than life
Hop in a taxi cab, things looking rife
Take in a show, have a drink at a bar
Go everywhere, find something bizarre
There’s nothing like it, not here, nor there
You’ll love taking in, NYC’s Times Square
April Writing Prompts – Sounds of the City – Day 10/30
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28 Saturday Apr 2018
Posted in #NaPoWriMo, Poems, Poetry
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What could that sound possibly be?
Perhaps it’s a branch from the old oak tree
I don’t know, mommy, it sounds very scary
Don’t worry, honey, maybe it’s a fairy!
No, they don’t make a howling noise
Oh? Maybe it the neighbor’s unruly boys
No, no, it’s not them, they’re fast asleep
Don’t cry, my daughter, no need to weep
I’m frightened by whatever is making that sound
Why, it’s only the wind, its voice, quite profound
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21 Thursday Sep 2017
Posted in Haiku, Poems, Poetry, Poetry Challenge
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#DailyHaikuChallenge, #Haiku365, #poetry, autumn, breeze, dorindaduclos.com, Fall, haiku, nature, Night Owl Poetry, poems, poetry challenge, Sounds, tones, writing
The sounds of autumn
Much like whispers in the breeze
Speak, in subtle tones
Daily Haiku Challenge ~ Day 325/365
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03 Saturday Jun 2017
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Mama heard noises, those sounds in the night
Growing much louder, they gave her a fright
Voices came calling, symphonies would play
Nowhere was an orchestra, much to mama’s dismay
No one to talk to, I think mama was cracked
But she insisted these noises, just keep coming back
Turns out she’s not crazy, not one little bit
The doctor, she said, put a finger on it
The music and voices, she heard them, quite clear
All on account of her musical ear
Musical ear syndrome (MES) describes a condition seen in people who have hearing loss and subsequently develop auditory hallucinations. (Google)
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