04 Thursday Apr 2019
Posted in #NaPoWriMo, Cinquain, Poetry, What Do You See?
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#NaPoWriMo, #poetry, #whatdoyousee, April 2019, Cinquain, clouds, dorindaduclos.com, fire, lightning, National Poetry Month, Night Owl Poetry, poems, storm, turmoil, writing
Fire
Igniting sky
Sparks electricity
A turmoil between cloud and light
Scorching
Willow Poetry – What do you see?
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18 Monday Feb 2019
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Do not fear the storm
When life throws daggers at you
Show it you are fierce
RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #241 Storm&Fierce
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22 Tuesday Jan 2019
Posted in Colleen's Weekly Poetry Challenge, dark poetry, Nonet, Poems, Poetry
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#darkpoetry, #poetry, #tankatuesday, cold, Colleen's Weekly Poetry Challenge, depression, disturbance, dorindaduclos.com, lost hope, Night Owl Poetry, Nonet, open wounds, poems, poetry challenge, raw, storm, synonyms only, writing
Colleen’s challenge for us this week are the words Cold and Storm. Remember, you can only use synonyms to write your poetry!
Written as a Nonet, my synonyms are Raw and Disturbance.
Such disturbance, I have never felt
Penetrating, my inner thoughts
Festering, this wound, bleeding
Revealing, my self-doubt
Seizing, the moment
Until at last
Defeated
I am
Raw
Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge – Cold & Storm
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14 Monday Jan 2019
Posted in January Writing, Poetry
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#JanuaryWriting, #poetry, crew, death, dorindaduclos.com, full moon, Night Owl Poetry, revenge, sea, ship, storm, vengeance, waves, writing, writing prompt
Under full moon’s light, as the thunder crashed
A deserted ship, against murderous waves, thrashed
There was no one aboard, they had perished that night
As the boat, bobbed and swayed, such a terrible sight
Once a crew of twenty, one by one, fell to the sea
Washed away with the tides which claimed victory
No bodies were found, on those waters, enraged
When guided by the full moon, cannot be assuaged
That was her vengeance, this storm, she delivered
Left behind, nothing more, than a craft, fully slivered
January Writing Prompt – The storm raged on without any hope of being saved – Day 14/31
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13 Tuesday Nov 2018
Posted in November Writing, Poetry
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Storm clouds of grey, pitch black, emerge
Then open up, with a thunderous surge
Icy cold droplets, against my skin
Looking up to the sky, I take it all in
Trying to count them, but they’re much too fast
These pennies from Heaven, gather, amass
Into puddles for jumping, no way I’ll abstain
Anyone watching, might think me insane
Dancing about, in the middle of the street
Clothes soaking wet, from my head to my feet
Ah, but who cares, just let the rains pour
I’ll simply stay here, waiting for more
November Writing Prompt – Pennies from Heaven – Day 13/30
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