26 Monday Nov 2018
Posted in FOWC with Fandango, Poetry
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To remain in a total state of unconsciousness
While the country burns away, its swan song
Shows arrogance, such human incompetence
The mere fact? They claim to never be wrong
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26 Monday Nov 2018
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#poetry, dorindaduclos.com, dreams, fantasy, journey, life, mysteries, Night Owl Poetry, poems, reality, writing
Tis but a dream that wakes my mind
And feeds my soul with visions kind
That whirls the colors in my head
Breathes new life, to them, instead
But oh the mysteries it does reveal
When in my heart, these feelings, real
Draw me away from reality’s door
To find me, forever, wanting more
And the more I find, as I journey, yon
Reminds me to venture, on and on
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26 Monday Nov 2018
Posted in limerick, November Writing, Poetry
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There was a young woman named Bessie
Whose habits were often quite messy
No matter what she ate
From the table or plate
Most wound up all over her dressy
November Writing Prompt – Pulpy snafus – Day 26/30
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25 Sunday Nov 2018
Posted in FOWC with Fandango, Poetry
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Let no one’s dreams, drown in despair
We have the ability, to flood the world
With visions, we have built and shared
So freedom’s flag, can remain unfurled
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25 Sunday Nov 2018
Posted in Poetic Prose, Poetry, WritePhoto
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#poetry, dorindaduclos.com, dream, hidden, Night Owl Poetry, peacefulness, photo prompt, poems, small creatures, stream, Sue Vincent's Write Photo, WritePhoto, writing
Hidden beneath the waterfalls, pooling softly into streams; the tiniest little creatures, from deep below, it seems. They ride upon the ripples, waves that have no crest; gathering around the moss, tis where they make their nest. Basking in the light of day, blending with the green; guarding precious babies, they remain a sight unseen. There is no way to find them, only nature shows its face; the land is full of sweet delight, yet, cloaked in ethereal grace. A peacefulness has grown here, each shrub and tree provides; and the rocks are simply as they are, a path to the other side. Carefully step across them, lest you ruffle this sacred stream; do not splash too garishly, or you’ll disrupt my Earthly dream.
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