Living in it…

Is Dementia Risk Falling?

You cannot remember me 

she used to live here 

you do not remember her 

she still lives here 

Sickness happens 

Do you remember her?

She did not leave you  

You cannot remember where she went 

She went to the hospital 

You do not want me here

Sickness is not planned 

Yes, she is coming home 

She is the same person 

She was never sick before 

You know who she is 

The doctors are taking care of her 

She should come home soon 

You do not know why I am here 

Why can’t you remember? 

She is coming home 

You love each other 

Why don’t you know me? 

She is sick now 

Why don’t you know her? 

You do not know who you are 

You cannot remember 

I still love you

Do you remember? 

©2020 CBialczak Poetry

This is dedicated to all of the people who suffer along with those who are suffering.

Proboscis: Word of the day

I wish I knew what it meant!……..


  1. the nose of a mammal, especially when it is long and mobile such as the trunk of an elephant or the snout of a tapir

The Poor Tapir

The poor tapir felt awfully bad 

Because of the snout he unfortunately had

It was big and long and moved about 

This proboscis of his must move its way out. 

The problem with that as you can probably guess 

Is the nose was attached to his face. 

He wanted to cry and never felt blessed 

And kept to his own little space.   

©2020 CBialczak Poetry

Written for:


The Asian, or Malayan tapir is the largest of the five living species of tapir.

It is also the only surviving old world species. It is characterised by its long, fleshy, prehensile nose and distinctive black and white colouration which apparently breaks up the outline of the body in the gloom of the forests in which it lives. Tapirs are perissodactyls (odd-toed ungulates), a group of herbivores that also includes rhinos and horses – it was a previously a very diverse and numerous group. The origins of Tapiridae can be traced back at least fifty million years, and they have changed little in body plan for 35 million years. Formerly ranging across Southeast Asia, the tapir today exists as a series of isolated populations, the largest of which are in Malaysia. Habitat destruction, especially through deforestation for agricultural purposes, or flooding caused by the damming of rivers for hydroelectric purposes, is largely responsible for historical decline of this species and continues to be the main threat today. Hunting, a relatively minor threat in the past, is also becoming more of a concern; as other preferred prey species are becoming more depleted, hunters are increasingly looking towards tapirs as a food source.

  • Order: Perissodactyla
  • Family: Tapiridae
  • Population: 1,300-1,700
  • Trend: decreasing
  • Size: 1.80-2.5 m
  • Weight: 100-500kg


EDGE Score: 5.73 (?)ED Score: 37.63 (?)GE / IUCN Red List(?)NENot Evaluated DDData Deficient LCLeast Concern NTNear Threatened VUVulnerable ENEndangered CRCritically Endangered EWExtinct in the Wild EXExtinct


Fragmented populations occur throughout the historical range in Southeast Asia, from southern and central parts of Sumatra (Indonesia) to Peninsula Malaysia, southwest Thailand, and southern Myanmar.


They inhabit tropical moist forests through all ranges, through all a range of altitudes, from the highest peaks in Thailand to the lowlands and lower montane zone in parts of its range. They feed on the twigs and growing tips of a wide range of understory vegetation, and also a variety of fruits and leaves on the forest floor.

“Simply 6-minutes” Writing Challenge 08/18/2020

Welcome to the challenge: 08/18/2020

Today’s Prompt:

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  1. Set up a timer or sit near a clock so you can keep track of the six minutes you will be writing.
  2. You can either use one of the prompts (photo or written) or you can free-write.
  3. Get ready and write for 6 minutes, that is it! Can you write a complete story? Can you think of a new Sonnet? Can you write 400 words? 400? 500? There are no restrictions on what kind of writing you do, but you should try to be actively writing for six minutes.
  4. After you are done writing, include your word count and then post back to this page #Simply6Minutes or include your link in the comments section. Pingbacks are enabled.
  5. *Feel free to leave your work completely unedited. I believe it is good to see, especially for new writers, that even very seasoned writers don’t write a perfect first draft.*
  6. Have fun, challenge yourself if you’d like, read and respond to others’ posts.

Thank you for participating!


My Contribution:

“I’m going to get you Baxter.” 

“Oh Cleo, will you just leave me be. Isn’t there enough room for you to go play by yourself?” 

“But Baxter, we  always have more fun when we play together. Lets go on the top. Then we can wake up Milly. She thinks it is nap time. Let’s show her there is no  nap  time here!” 

“Cleo, let her sleep. She isn’t bothering you or anyone else. We can’t even really tell she is here.” 

Cleo insisted on bothering Baxter, despite Baxter asking him to leave him alone. That’s what little brothers did and Cleo was just fulfilling his role. Milly, being the oldest of the three, was considered the wisest and expected others to treat her like a queen. Mom and Dad even put a special shelf for her to sleep on that was hard to reach from the other shelves. Cleo wondered if they did that so he wouldn’t bother Milly.  Who knows, but having a brother and a sister, Cleo thought he’d have someone to play with and he wouldn’t have to beg. Baxter luckily never bothered Cleo and never got aggressive. Milly  was a different story. But no matter how many times Cleo took a swat at Baxter, Baxter would just… (211 words)

©2020 CBialczak Fiction

ancient: FOWC with Fandango

Written for Fandango’s daily writing prompt:

Getting Old

She did not realize 

That once you grow old 

You skin starts to shrivel   

You blood runs too cold. 

You think that your skin 

Could use some bright paint 

They call it getting old 

They call it ancient.  

©2020 CBialczak Poetry

“The Lorax” is Back

Fan fiction: The Lorax by Dr. Seuss

I never really knew what fan fiction was, until I started blogging. I love the idea of fan fiction and wrote something for one of my favorite stories, The Lorax.

The Lorax is back

When they all came back 

The Lorax was set 

He knew they’d be safe 

No more reason to fret. 

The Bar-ba-loots came  

And they danced in the grass 

The Swomee swans knew 

There was no need to pass 

The beautiful world 

That they used to love 

The grasses that grow 

The sun up above. 

The Truffula trees 

Have begun to grow back 

The Once-ler he vowed 

He would not ever slack 

He’d watch what he did 

With the plants of the land 

The desolation he saw 

He never had planned. 

So, he made it is job 

To treat the world right 

To keep all the joys 

Right there in his sight. 

©2020 CBialczak Fan fiction