08 Friday Jun 2018
Posted in June Writing, Poems, Poetry
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#poetry, cotton balls, dinner, dorindaduclos.com, late, limerick, Night Owl Poetry, plate, poems, silly, whismical, writing, writing prompt
Poor Mercedes, the dinner was late
She needed something that tasted great
Had a crazy idea
Kicked it into high gear
Served him fried cotton balls, on a plate
June Writing Prompt – Cotton ball caricatures – Day 8/30
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07 Thursday Jun 2018
Posted in Poems, Poetry, Throw Back Thursday #TBT, Thursday Doors
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#myphotography, #nofilter, #poetry, #TBT, #ThursdayDoors, creature, doors, dorindaduclos.com, gate, Laurelwood Arboretum, nature, Night Owl Poetry, nowhere, Photography, poems, Throwback Thursday, writing
A door unopened, here remains
Through sharpest winds and icy rains
Where it leads, I do not know
Perhaps it’s only here for show
But what is that, a creature there?
Who looks completely unaware
Nary a movement does he make
I don’t think that he’s awake!!
I’ll walk ever quietly, to the door
This one I’ve never been before
Slowly, so he does not rouse
Toward the door, just let him drowse
Pray, the hinges will not creak
When I open the portal to take a peek
This gate was in the middle of nowhere on a nature trail. The little creature is actually the root system from a fallen tree!!
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07 Thursday Jun 2018
Posted in June Writing, Poems, Poetry
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#poetry, dorindaduclos.com, fire, lackadaisical, lazy, lollygagging, Night Owl Poetry, poems, writing, writing prompt
Charlie was lazy, as lazy can be
Loved to dawdle about the town
But Harley would have no part of it
She always thought Charlie a clown
Still, he didn’t care what Harley thought
He enjoyed doing nothing all day
Lollygagging, was his favorite sport
Yes, of course, it was Charlie’s forte
Harley decided she’d fix him good
Lit a fire, right there, in the street
Charlie took off, like a bat out of hell
The flames catching on to his seat
And that was the end of his lazy days
He would run, every time he saw Harley
Never again, would he let time waste away
Staying idle, was no longer for Charlie
June Writing Prompt – Lackadaisical Lollygagging – Day 7/30
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06 Wednesday Jun 2018
Posted in dark poetry, June Writing, Poems, Poetry
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#darkpoetry, #poetry, arms, dorindaduclos.com, evil, malicious, metaphor, Night Owl Poetry, no trace, poems, tree, vicious, writing, writing prompt
Sprawled across, in the forest, bare
Malicious, spindling arms, in air
Grasping at others, blocking the way
Uprooted reality, darkened and gray
Fingers, stretched, to clutch your being
No need to fight, there is no fleeing
From mist covered floors, invisible in night
That move, with an evil sense of delight
Ominous and vicious, this blackened place
Where things disappear, without a trace
June Writing Prompt – Malicious metaphors – Day 6/30
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05 Tuesday Jun 2018
Posted in Haiku, Poems, Poetry, Ronovan writes
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#poetry, #RonovanWrites, choice, clouds, dorindaduclos.com, dwelling, faith, haiku, mountains, nature, Night Owl Poetry, poems, word prompt, writing
The mountain has faith
Dwelling, as one with the clouds
Choosing, to stand tall
RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #204 Choice&Faith
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