Gratitude
Today I am grateful that my teeth are healthy and that I am taking proper care of them. That is why Sam, my dental hygienist said.
My father is 88 and still has all his own teeth.
I don’t love the dentist but I go to check to see if there are any problems. Quick in and out, but I know I am on
©2020 CBialczak
For: https://www.writersdigest.com/write-better-poetry/2020-november-pad-chapbook-challenge-day-12
I don’t have any other poems for this month but thought I would participate anyhow.
Today’s prompt is to write a number in the title poem.
Ode to “9”
A long time ago in the west
A boy swore he’d try out his best
He tried to have fun
With one word he was done
The number nine he wore on his chest
The boy who thought he could count
Upon a large steed he did mount
He thought nine was a charm
He yelled raising his arm
His words flowing, like out from a fount
The boy laughed and rode far away
For more than nine nights and a day
When he got home
Said he’s done with the roam
And upon his small bed he did lay.
©2020 CBialczak Poetry
Welcome to the Décima Poetry Challenge. Each week we’ll be attempting a Décima, also known as an Espinela, poem.https://ronovanwrites.com/2020/11/11/ronovan-writes-decima-poetry-challenge-prompt-no-31-one-in-the-a-rhyme-line/
If you don’t know how to write a Décima, click HERE to go to a post on How to Write an Espinela or Décima Poem.
If you can’t come up with a Décima using the given prompt, you can use a Synonym instead. I don’t want to stall your creativity, and with the possibility of a synonym, you will certainly write something amazing…or in my case, something that rhymes.
Here is the quick description of a Décima:
There are 10 lines of poetry that rhyme. 8 syllables.
There is a set rhyming pattern we must stick to. abbaaccddc
The prompt word given (in the post heading) must appear at the end of one of the given rhyme lines, either A, B, C, or D.
For today’s challenge, the word ONE must be one of the A line words. Then the other A line(s) word(s) must rhyme with ONE.
Out behind the house is the one
Who knows how to have a good time
Not without tequila and lime
But a lot of laughs and be done
A place to be happy and fun
The farmer knows where you all stand
With the invite onto his land
He intends to see tons of smiles
When inviting folks from all miles
It’d be nice to invite a band.
©2020 CBialczak Poetry
Maybe it is coming down off of US election anxiety but I am exhausted. I don’t know if anyone else is feeling it. Maybe the time change is catching up to me. Which brings me to a question…of course I can use “the google machine” but I prefer human answers…Do other countries have daylight savings and change their clocks back and forth during the year?
My friend had her baby, his name is Calvin. I made a baby blanket to send to her and I am so excited to meet him someday. With COVID it isn’t as easy as it used to be when friends had babies…
Saturday is David’s birthday. We are planning on going to Western Massachusetts to visit the Clark Museum and Mass MoCa Museum. Any opinions of either of them? I would love to hear some input before getting there.
I have been working on renovations here at home, which has made me miss many, many writing challenges. I will have to reassess my busy-ness and add time for writing. My life is feeling empty, or maybe just my writing folder on my computer, but either way I must get back to it.
What plans do people have for the upcoming holidays? I think it will be a very strange year for us all……
Peace to you all.
Written for Tracy at RDP community: https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2020/11/12/rdp-thursday-aquiline/
aquiline:
The view from up here
is pretty you know.
You can tell where it’s sunny
and where there is snow.
You see the forest of green
and the oceans of blue
And you get all of this
from an aquiline view.
©2020 CBialczak Poetry
Thank you for joining in Simply 6!
So stark and dreary, this day of judges be,
with scarredscalawagslimp in somber defeat.
Are they still useful, or just dried up debris?
Do they wish to win by revolting deceit?
The fragrant smell of a hard-fought victory.
Winds wave a once more respected Old Glory.
As the free people of the world cheer and sing,
Wistful crusaders rest and binge The West Wing.
Fandango’s One Word Challenge-Scalawag
Tuesday Writing Prompt Challeng-Pick 3 Favorite words beginning with W.
Pensitivity101’s Three Things Challenge-Fragrant, Limp, Scarred
Stine Writing’s Simply 6 Minute Challenge- Use the given quote as inspiration.
MMA Storytime’s Rispetto Poetry Prompt Challenge-Judges
Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge-Use the given photo for inspiration.
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Thank you Lisa for participating in the challenge. I loved your contribution.
https://theversesmith.blogspot.com/2020/11/november-in-norway.html
November in Norway
“November always seems to me the Norway of the year,” she stated without context. “Emily Dickinson said that.”
What, I asked? What are you talking about?
“November. Emily Dickinson, you know, the poet? She said that November was like Norway.”
Are you sure? That sounds like a pretty stupid thing to say. Why did she say that?
“Well I don’t know, do I? I just heard someone say that the other day, on a podcast. It sounded lovely. Very poetic. Of course, she was a poet, so I suppose anything she said would be. Poetic I mean.”
But, what does November have to do with Norway, other than both words start with N? Maybe they are both cold. But, that’s still a stretch. November could be like Nepal, it’s cold there too.
“Maybe she meant because the leaves fall off the trees, and there’s lots of work raking them up, like in Norway.”
WHAT?
“You know, in Norway. They rake their forests, it’s why they don’t have fires.”
That’s Finland, it isn’t true.
“It’s not… Oh, well, anyway, I think November is just like Norway. That sounds very poetic, don’t you think?”
She turned from me with a sigh to gaze out at the frosty yard.
©2020 Lisa Smith Nelson. All Rights Reserved
