08 Saturday Sep 2018
Posted in Poems, Poetry, September Writing
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#poetry, #SeptemberWriting, dance, Dancing, dorindaduclos.com, dust, dust mite, limerick, music, Night Owl Poetry, poems, writing, writing prompt
Oh goodness, what a terrible sight
When they finally turned on the light
There was dust everywhere
But they just did not care
Turned on music and danced with a mite
September Writing Prompt – Dances with dust mites – Day 8/30
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07 Friday Sep 2018
Posted in Poetry
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#poetry, 5-7-5, haiku, haiku contest, kigo, nature, Vita Brevis, writing
Comment-a-Haiku Poetry Contest on Vita Brevis! Now through Monday night, 9/10/18! Be sure to read the rules!!
07 Friday Sep 2018
Posted in Friday Fantasy, Poems, Poetry
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#poetry, bestow, dark, dorindaduclos.com, fantasy, Friday Fantasy, journey, light, moon, night, Night Owl Poetry, path, poems, road, stars, traveller, writing
A weary traveler followed the light
Down this road he had walked for miles
How can the sun arise in the night?
Still the orb, up ahead, did beguile
Eerie clouds hovered around, in the air
Formed circles, in an ominous mist
He stopped to shade his eyes from the glare
Watched, as the dark and light coexist
Bewildered by what he was seeing
He must try to decide, should he go
Or turn back, he’d be perceived as fleeing
What that would mean, he didn’t know
The light in the sky had entranced him
He must continue on the path ahead
Lest this be perceived as only a whim
So, further down, alone, he did tread
Stopped again, by this big old tree
It was one he’d never seen there before
It glowed in the night, with stars, carefree
Twas then, he couldn’t take anymore
He picked up his pace for a moment
Tried to hurry, to reach the hillside
On the last of this journey, a bestowment
With the moon, he’d now safely abide
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07 Friday Sep 2018
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#poetry, #SeptemberWriting, C3P0, dorindaduclos.com, imperial, Luke, Night Owl Poetry, Obi Wan, poems, R2D2, Star Wars fans, writing, writing prompt
An imperial trooper walked by me
Somehow, I don’t think it’s a fluke
I’ve searched my data banks, to no end
But I still cannot find Master Luke
R2D2 hasn’t been very helpful
He keeps beeping and booping around
I used to think I understood him
Now I know, he’s just making sounds
Perhaps Obi Wan knows the answer
Otherwise I’ll have to look for myself
You never know where a Jedi will hide
Especially Yoda, that little green elf
Should you see Master Luke, please tell me
So I can shut myself down, for awhile
Chasing Jedi Knights, through the cosmos
Doesn’t quite fit into my lifestyle
September Writing Prompt – Imperial units – Day 7/30
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06 Thursday Sep 2018
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#poetry, #TBT, blog, dorindaduclos.com, followers, human nature, life, lost, Night Owl Poetry, poems, Throwback Thursday, writing
Where once you were, you’re no longer there
I bet you thought, I wouldn’t care
But I do, you see, it’s important to me
The reason you felt, you had to flee
Did I forget to mention you?
Is this something I should do?
I hope one day, you’ll change your mind
When once again, my blog, you’ll find
Authors Note: This was a challenge from my dear friend, Michelle of Putting My Feet in the Dirt. She wrote a poem about losing a follower and two days later, I noticed I lost one, too, so I blamed her lol She dared me to write about it, so here it is, again. I thought it was worth a repeat. 🙂
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