09 Friday Nov 2018
Posted in November Writing, Poetry
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#NovemberWriting, #poetry, altar, captivating, confines, dorindaduclos.com, fantasy, Friday Fantasy, Night Owl Poetry, spirits, writing
An
Altar
Mystical
Powers lie here
Guarding, stone idols
Sit, surrounding spirits
In captivating confines
Foot soldiers to the mighty gods
Once men, now lost in a purple haze
Where no one can cast the spell of rebirth
November Writing Prompt – Captivating confines – Day 9/30
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30 Tuesday Oct 2018
Posted in Poetry, Ragtag Daily Prompt
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#poetry, #RagtagDailyPrompt, #RDP, dead, death, dorindaduclos.com, flight, leaves, nature, Night Owl Poetry, poems, snow, spirits, writing
Why must winter bring death
With its pristine coat of white
Spirits, cloaked in angel dust
Are grounded from their flight
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27 Saturday Oct 2018
Posted in My Thoughts
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dorindaduclos.com, life, my thoughts, night, Night Owl Poetry, peace, rain, sleep, spirits, writing
The sound of the rain against the window pane, like a constant knocking. Loved ones from above, trying to come in. Let me open the window…
I’m awake at this ungodly hour and it is raining. Usually it lulls me to sleep, but not tonight. Too much on my mind, so I will just lie here and listen. Join me, won’t you?
26 Friday Oct 2018
Posted in OctPoWriMo, Poetry, WritePhoto
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#poetry, dorindaduclos.com, energy, forest, Night Owl Poetry, OctPoWriMo, poems, Serenity, soul, spirits, Sue Vincent, way-stone, WritePhoto, writing
I walk the path, far into the woods, and suddenly lose my way. Ahead, I sense an energy, one I haven’t felt all day. I see it rising, high above me, covered in moss from the land, and realize I am no longer lost, for this stone shows the path, well planned.
It tells me to journey onward, no need to fear this place; for here is where the spirits dance, how I long to see their face. I marvel at this majestic sight, on a marble slab, it stands; and with its mighty energy, I bow, and clasp my hands.
Allowing those around me, to channel their way through; and thank the kindly forest, for keeping them, here, so true. I best be on my way, I have other places to see; however long it takes me, I have found my energy.
For in this forest, serenity, as the spirits take control; and I shall return, again, one day, for I am one, now, with its soul.
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24 Wednesday Oct 2018
Posted in Colleen's Weekly Poetry Challenge, Poems, Poetry
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#poetry, Colleen's Weekly Poetry Challenge, dorindaduclos.com, Etheree, haunt, incantation, Night Owl Poetry, poems, poetry challenge, spell, spirits, writing
Colleen has given us the words Haunt and Spell for this week’s challenge. Remember, you can only use synonyms to write your poetry! I used Spirit and Incantation. 🙂
A
Spirit
Dwells here
Ever present
Amongst the living
Bewitching in its charm
It catches one off their guard
And terrifies the weakest soul
With an incantation, it takes you
Now you only exist to plague this Earth
Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge
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