18 Tuesday Sep 2018
Posted in Haiku, Poetry, Ronovan writes
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#poetry, autumn, beauty, change, charge, dorindaduclos.com, haiku, nature, Night Owl Poetry, poems, poetry challenge, reason, seasons, writing
Let nature take charge
Purposely to beautify
The changing seasons
RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #219 Charge&Reason
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18 Tuesday Sep 2018
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#poetry, clouds, darkness, dorindaduclos.com, emerge, light, Night Owl Poetry, pain, poems, rain, rainbow, sunlight, Tanka, weep, writing
I watch the Earth weep
As rain falls from a dark sky
Releasing its pain
Til light of day emerges
With colors of a rainbow
Authors Note: This was my first attempt at a Tanka. I’m not sure if I got it right!! All comments, help, etc, are greatly appreciated!
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18 Tuesday Sep 2018
Posted in Poems, Poetry, September Writing
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#poetry, #SeptemberWriting, alligator, ball, dorindaduclos.com, fan, form, golf, Night Owl Poetry, poems, swing, writing, writing prompt
All the folks called him Alligator Alley
Never questioned just how he did tally
His score on the course, so uncanny
For a gator, whose grip was so clammy
Golfers stood around him, and stared
To question his form, no one dared
Still, his ball would set off any Geiger
But this reptile could never be Tiger
Every day, he would practice his swing
Until one day, he gave up on this thing
Claiming golf was meant only for man
But he’d always remain a true fan!
September Writing Prompt – Alligator Alley – Day 18/30
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17 Monday Sep 2018
Posted in Poetry
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#freeverse, #poetry, aging, Cobwebs, dorindaduclos.com, forgotten memories, life, Night Owl Poetry, pain, Pieces, poems, Unusual, Vita Brevis, vitabrevisliterature.com, writing
I am honored, once again, to have one of my poems published in Vita Brevis! Many thanks to Brian Geiger, editor, for finding this piece worthy of gracing his literary publication! 🙂
Submitted by Dorinda Duclos
I find them in the most unusual places
Little pieces of me I must have left behind
I wonder why they stopped where they did
How they settled in the forgotten cracks
Was it on purpose, or was it I no longer cared?
The particles of my life I chose to leave
Not wanting to be remembered for what was
Rather, what is, and what lies ahead
A glance in the mirror shows a different face
I battle the days when age is not a number
But a feeling, of weary bones, and creaky joints
That one cannot forget about, for another day
As I amble down the hallways, through time
A cobweb, seemingly misplaced inside
Makes me wonder if the spider, too
Has left behind her pieces, in forgotten webs
While she moves on, to find what lies ahead
And as I sweep away the…
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17 Monday Sep 2018
Posted in Poems, Poetry, September Writing
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#poetry, #SeptemberWriting, baking, cornmeal, dorindaduclos.com, mama, mess, Night Owl Poetry, poems, troublemaker, writing, writing prompt
Mama always loved her baking
Sent me to the store for her needs
I would get lost for hours on end
Hurry up, don’t dawdle, she would plead
One day, I found myself browsing
In a section I should not have been
Knocked over the display in the window
Dumped the flour on the chair, what a sin
There was no way I’d get away with the mess
I had made on the floor and the chair
Not to mention the amount of cornmeal
That wound up, getting stuck, in my hair
I cleaned up the grains of powder
Coughing and sneezing, as I went on my way
When I told mama what happened
She gave me that look of dismay
Carefully, she combed out the flour
Admonished me for doing something wrong
Never again, did she send me to shop there
Which had been my plan, all along
September Writing Prompt – Covered in cornmeal – Day 17/30
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