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Thank you, Paul Lenzi… RIP dear friend — Night Owl Poetry – Dorinda Duclos

My time on WordPress has been sporadic lately and I went looking for Paul’s blog because I had not seen him in a while. I just found out about his passing today. So incredibly sad and such a huge loss … Continue reading

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Companion

It was true.  She was still here. There was a small woman seated on the ground.  Her shoulders slumped, and her head was bowed.  Her hair hung limply in her face.  She rocked slowly back and forth.  She was a … Continue reading

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Hold Tight To the Love

They’ve long gone. The imprint On your heart Still heavy. Questions unanswered Unresolved tears. Brush them aside. Hold tight To the Love. Copyright (C) 2018 Penny Wilson

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#Writephoto – Tower

They say she waited forever.  From the top of the tower you can see the entire valley.  He said he would come back for her.  She believed.  So she waited. Each day, she would climb the steps to the top … Continue reading

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Last Day on Baird

Russell blinked, once, twice but the message on his watch didn’t change. “The High Counsel has approved your request. Please report to Elimination Chamber #378 within the next 24 hours.” A huge grin spread across Russell’s face and he turned … Continue reading

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BE the Change?

I don’t watch a lot of TV.  I find most of it to be just a waste of time.  I have to admit, I do tune in to the old classics.  The Dick Van Dyke Show or The Andy Griffith … Continue reading

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W – Withered

W – Withered When you look at me, do you see the passions of a young girl?  Do you see me? These hands once held a favorite baby doll. They tenderly held a lover.  They held a child to comfort … Continue reading

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