16 Friday Mar 2018
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There he was, good ole guzzling Gary
Sat at the bar, with his pal Harry
The two knocked back a few
Then the bar stools they threw
Locked up, they became legendary
March Writing Prompt: Guzzling Gary – Day 16/31
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16 Friday Mar 2018
Posted in Friday Fantasy, Poems, Poetry
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Daydreaming, in a lighthearted way
Staring off in the distance, she sighs
Light in the forest, behind her
Daybreak, again, on the rise
Elfin magic begins its descent
She waits for it to draw near
Dancing about, sunbeams shine
This is her favorite time of the year
For the world around, grows brighter
As the darkness quickly fades away
Nature begins her spring rebirth
And the elves rejoice, on this day
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15 Thursday Mar 2018
Posted in WritePhoto
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The path I took has led me here
Though I know not why I came
An entry tempts my curiosity
To pass it by, would be a shame
A few steps closer, and I’ll be there
Though I know not if I should
Enter the darkness awaiting me
Perhaps I’ve misunderstood
What brought me to this place
And why I’m afraid to go in
For what lies ahead is destiny
To pass it by, would be a sin
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15 Thursday Mar 2018
Posted in March Writing, Poems, Poetry
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#MarchWriting, #poetry, cat, dorindaduclos.com, duck, glitches, Night Owl Poetry, poems, sewn, stitch, tree, writing, writing prompt
No matter how hard she would try
She couldn’t get rid of her glitches
She’d waddle around, like ducks do
But eventually, wind up with stitches
Poor Matilda, was in need of a bubble
To keep herself from constantly falling
Today was no different than the others
This time, the poor dear met her calling
She tripped over her own two feet
Couldn’t upright herself, needed help
But all she could do was flap and weep
And let out a pathetic little yelp
When all hope had seemed to fade away
She looked up and saw him standing there
He extended his paw, to help her up
Matilda took it, without nary a care
Now they sit by the tree, quite merrily
No reason for either of them to groan
Happy ever after, they live, quite verily
Just two glitches, whose stitches were sewn
March Writing Prompt: Stitches of Glitches – Day 14/31
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14 Wednesday Mar 2018
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I once told you the tale of the Dingle’s
Whose berries were made into wine
Now I’ll tell you the tale of the Bootle’s
Whose beetles were truly divine
These weren’t any ordinary insects
You had to pay a pretty price just to try
They kept these poor beetles under lock and key
Until one day, when things went awry
A Bootle had left the front door open
And the beetles escaped, in haste
Flew out the opening, into the busy street
Now all there is, is beetle paste
The Bootle’s didn’t know what do
How could they keep making a living?
When all they had left of their bounty
Wouldn’t even last until Thanksgiving
A new marketing idea, then came to them
Let’s make a pate`, how divine
Then wash it down, with a glass or two
Of the good old Dingle’s berry wine
You can read about the Dingle’s berries HERE
March Writing Prompt: Bootle Beetles – Day 13/31
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