Hide In The Night – #poetry #NaPoWriMo
02 Saturday Apr 2022
Posted in #NaPoWriMo, Poetry
Tag Archives: tree
A Squirrel’s Tale – #poetry #NaPoWriMo
30 Friday Apr 2021
Posted in #NaPoWriMo, Poetry
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#NaPoWriMo, #poetry, April 30, Day 30, dorindaduclos.com, hidden, limb, May 1st, Night Owl Poetry, poems, squirrel, tree, writing
Can you believe it’s the last day of #NaPoWriMo?? National Poetry Month doesn’t last long enough! Thanks for visiting and reading my poem-a-day. It feels really good to be writing again. ❤
How can tomorrow
Already be May?
I’ve not left this branch
Not even to play
Surely, time
Has escaped me
I guess I’ll just stay
Trick or Treat Tree – #poetry – #witch – #Halloween
21 Monday Oct 2019
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#poetry, crows, dorindaduclos.com, evil, Halloween, Night Owl Poetry, poems, sisters, treat, tree, trick, witch, writing
The crows were squawking, as loud as could be
My sister and I, were hiding, by the old tree
The witch, with her lantern, looking all around
I whispered to sister, “Now don’t make a sound!”
“I know you’re here” said the witch to the air
“I sense your presence, I feel your despair!”
Silly old hag, surely you couldn’t know why
Two little girls would want, on you, to spy
But the witch did know, and it was plain to see
Sister and I were trapped, no way to get free!
The vines from the tree, slithering like a snake
Wrapping themselves around us, no way we could break
It seems we were tricked, by our own curiosity
Caught in the woods, no treat, this monstrosity
We knew we overstepped, but what could we do?
So we jumped out from behind, and simply yelled, BOO!
“What a treat!” said the witch, who couldn’t help but smile
“Do come in, sit, and chat with me, for a while.”
But we knew better, pleading, “please let us leave here”
“Ha! It’s too late for that!” she said with a sneer
With a hiss from her lips, she warned, once again
“For now, you’re alive, but you will feel my bane
When ghosts come a calling, and crows circle high
It’s your time to leave, without saying goodbye…”
©2019 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
Photo: Pixabay
Up a Tree ~ #poetry #SpeculativeWriting
04 Monday Feb 2019
Posted in Speculative Fiction Writing Prompt
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#poetry, branch, dorindaduclos.com, elephant, friends, help, mice, Myths of the Mirror, Night Owl Poetry, poems, snow, speculative fiction, spring, tree, Winter, writing, writing prompt
Diana, of Myths of the Mirror has a new feature on her blog called, “New Year, New Feature: a Speculative Fiction Writing Prompt.” Please visit the link above to find out more about the challenge, then get to it!
I bet you thought they would frighten me
All those white mice, nestled in an old tree
But let me tell you, how they got up there
This is a scene, most think would be rare
I heard them holler, so I came, like thunder
Buried in the snow, was a house, gone under
I had to figure out a way, to help save the mice
There wasn’t much time, I couldn’t think twice
I picked up the house, and held it in my trunk
Lifted it up to the tree, dropped it down, plunk
Straightened it, carefully, in the bend of a branch
Those little mice, still, on top of their ranch
When all had settled, they thanked me a bunch
For not thinking to make them, my dinner or lunch
Making sure they’d be fine, I turned to head home
Back to the jungle, where I most like to roam
Waving, they said, they hoped we’d be friends
Nodding, I left, but this isn’t quite where it ends
Soon I returned, on the first day of spring
To set the house aground, but this time I brought string
©2019 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
Pixabay image by Marianne Sopala
Night Owl Poetry - Dorinda Duclos 