May writing prompts

Written for Putting My Feet in the Dirt:

People pleasers

What would you do if I threw my garbage on the floor? 
Would you pick it up? 

What would you do if I left your front door open? 
Would you close it? 

What would you do if you saw a lady crying? 
Would you approach her with empathy? 

What would you do if you saw a man get angry? 
Would you try to settle his feelings?  

If you are a people pleaser you would probably answer yes to all the above. 

Does it make you feel better about yourself? 

Are you the one who is right? 
No, not necessarily.  

The best thing to do is keep your eyes open and your opinions unrestricted.  
Your honesty and nature alone please the people who know you.  

©2020 CBialczak

Gallivant: Weekend Writing Prompt

Sammi Cox is our host for the Weekend Writing Prompt and today has chosen the word Gallivant.
We have 46 words to play with which are to include the prompt.

Did your mother ever tell you to stop gallivanting around town, that it made you look cheap or even worse, desperate? Well, times have changed and now with COVID-19 the only thing to do, besides eat at outside tables, is to gallivant through town holding a sign, protesting the unfair treatment by some police.

Saturday Mix – Double Take, 20 June 2020

Anyone who knows me knows this is right up my alley, right?!?!?!
Written for mindlovemiserysmenagerie:

Our homophone sets this week are:

wait – remain in readiness
weight – an amount of heaviness


warn – to advise of a hazard
worn – displaying evidence of use


While going to the store 
I spied a little shop 
I saw it had some sweets 
I thought that I should stop 
the door said “Come on in” 
but I thought that I should wait 
I was trying to be healthy 
I wanted to lose weight. 

When suddenly the door 
opened right up in my face 
and unlike times before 
I ran like in a race 
The people coming after me 
had tried to warn me first 
that some old guy in worn out jeans 
out the front door he would burst. 

I tried to stop my  running 
afraid that if I fell 
I’d really need some cunning 
to make myself feel well 
I knew that I would try to 
stay in bed all day 
but then the pounds won’t vanish 
they’ll never go away.  

©2020 CBialczak Poetry