06 Thursday Jun 2019
Posted in Haiku, I Write Her Haiku/Senryu Challenge, Poetry, Poetry Challenge
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#IWH, #poetry, dorindaduclos.com, embrace, light, Night Owl Poetry, ocean, poems, poetry challenge, sunset, wave, writing
Oceans of droplets
Embrace the brilliance of light
Kiss the setting sun
I Write Her Weekly Haiku/Senryu Challenge #22
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15 Wednesday May 2019
Posted in May Writing, Poetry
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#MayWriting, #poetry, A Short History of Nearly Everything, disgusted, dorindaduclos.com, lost love, Night Owl Poetry, poems, sunset, twilight, wasted time, writing, writing prompt
How long have I been perched here?
How much of my time has passed by?
The leaves on the trees have fallen
The birds make their way, in the sky
The road, by the house, hasn’t changed
It’s still dusty, when winds come through
Yet, that big old tree, somehow survives
But my thoughts, have now faded, of you
How silly of me to just wait, and wait
However could I do this every day?
Wasting away, the hours of my life
On someone, who has surely gone astray
As the sun sets in the distance
Twilight-covered clouds draw near
I won’t be sitting, upon this rock
I’ve made my decision, my dear
Should you make your way back to the country
You’ll find, I have better things to do
It did finally hit, and rather bluntly
I’ve had a long history of nearly nothing, with you
May Writing Prompts – A Long History of Nearly Nothing – Day 15/31
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05 Sunday May 2019
Posted in May Writing, Poetry
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#MayWriting, #poetry, dorindaduclos.com, heavens, night, Night Owl Poetry, poems, sky, soul searching, sunset, The Sun Also Rises, water, writing, writing prompt
A feeling of floating, amidst the clouds
Far, far away from the raucous crowds
Letting it lull me, into a sense of calm
The still of the water, tis my only balm
Mirrored reflections, a light in the dark
A journey unto myself, on this, I embark
And though my soul continues to seek
I realize, I am still one, among the meek
My heart, skips a beat, it longs ever more
For a way to stay, away from the shore
As I watch the day, up above me, shrink
It is then I realize that the sun also sinks
Beyond the horizon, she whispers goodbye
A wave of my hand, and a tear, from my eye
Awaiting the moment, she returns, ever bright
Lighting the heavens, and chasing the night
May Writing Prompts – The Sun Also Sinks – Day 5/31
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22 Monday Apr 2019
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#poetry, boat, dorindaduclos.com, man, Night Owl Poetry, poems, river, stalking, stranger, sunset, wind, writing
I watch him row, against fiery light
Just a silhouette, of a man, in a boat
Moving his paddles, left and right
On the calm river waters, he floats
I wonder, has he a care in the world
Or is he trying to escape, from the past
The fronds about him blow, unfurled
Still, he remains this silent outcast
Each night, it’s the very same thing
He rows by, while the sun starts to set
Sometimes, I think I hear him sing
But most likely, it’s the wind’s quartet
Rustling through the broken air
Creating just enough sound to be heard
Unlike the man in the boat, unaware
My curiosity of him, he has stirred
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18 Thursday Apr 2019
Posted in short story, Tell the Story Challenge
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#poetry, cave, challenge, dorindaduclos.com, lonliness, Night Owl Poetry, ocean, poems, sunset, writing
My dear friend Kevin invited me to participate in Tell The Story Challenge II.
The rules are simple:
Present a picture, and then tell the story about it. It can be as short or as long as you like. Nominate at least 3 people to write a story based on any of the pictures you choose to share.
Here is my take on the picture I chose:
Safely Tucked Away
Ah, the beauty of safely tucking myself away, watching the golden sunset, and finding peace. It’s not always easy, being out here, in the middle of nowhere. I often find myself talking aloud, but there is no one here to reply. Some think it insane I should choose to live like this. I find it refreshing, away from the city, the dirt and grime of the streets. Here lies purity. Gentle waters kissed by the sun, the fiery color of the twilight, graced by a flock of birds. I imagine they are headed home for the evening, after a long day. Ah, a long day…
Every day is long for me. I can do nothing much except fish for my food, and simply watch the ocean ripple by. Nary has a boat passed this way. I wonder if they remember I am here. No worries, though, tonight, I will sit and watch the sky, kiss the sun goodbye, and pray morning graces my eyes. And if not, I will have no regrets, only that I couldn’t say goodbye to you…
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Below are the pictures I’ve chosen for my nominees. Please feel free to join in the fun if you are reading this.
To my nominees… I can’t wait to read your creative stories…
Miriam Hurdle of The Showers of Blessings
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All Photo via Pixabay
