
Check the prompt here
A shadow
a vision
a reflection
like moss growing on the south side?
slipping down
a portal to a side unknown
Sliding farther away
a reminder
a memory.
©2021 CBialczak Poetry
Check the prompt here
A shadow
a vision
a reflection
like moss growing on the south side?
slipping down
a portal to a side unknown
Sliding farther away
a reminder
a memory.
©2021 CBialczak Poetry
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Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “my.” Start your post with the word “My.” Bonus points if you end your post with “yours.” Enjoy!
My thoughts slide
from neuron to fingertip
trying to find a place
where they can affix
bonding to the inner soul
that is trying
to shout
that there is meaning
and if you comprehend
it can be yours
©2021 CBialczak Poetry
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I try to hear you but
I can no longer listen
my thoughts are askew
my mind is amiss
I stare but cannot see you
I reach out but cannot feel you
I breathe you in but cannot smell
We are together
yet so alone
wasting away
in each others presence
waiting
to say
goodbye
©2021 CBialczak Poetry