My Life – A compilation May 6, 2022

As a pedestrian here, alone on my way
home to my condo on this glorious day
I think to myself in my tirade of thoughts
all of my nots and all of my oughts
My old house was cobalt, a bright brilliant blue
splashed with a strange yellow-orangey hue
I’d comment some more on the relics inside
Since I honestly have nothing to hide
But to bore you to death is not what I think
So I’d rather you sit and relax with a drink
I used to think I was the center of earth
Entitlement was the sum of all of my worth
My apartment was grand but empty as hell
The rest of my tale, I might as well tell
I had no love life, apart from my cat
An old catty man-child, or something like that
My cooking was sparse, take out boxes abound
That sat on my table, since no one’s around
The laundry was dirty, except for the socks
No one wants dirty feet, or feet cut on the rocks
Of the path that leads here and to other homesteads
I could continue my tale, but will go home now instead.

©2022 CBialczak Poetry

Fandango’s Flashback Friday — May 6th

For the fun of looking back, reflecting, seeing growth or just participating…https://fivedotoh.com/2022/05/06/fandangos-flashback-friday-may-6th/

Here is my May 6th from 2020

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Written for Di at Pensitivity101: https://pensitivity101.wordpress.com/2020/05/06/three-things-challenge-227/

Your three things today are:

NOTHING
RUSE
HEAVY

ain’t fallen for it

There ain’t nothing you can do 
to make me fall for that trick. 
I’ve heard it, been there, done that 
so much it makes me sick.  

Your ruse may be for fun 
but let me tell you now 
I’m a heavy sleeper 
can’t tip me like a cow.  

Sorry to ruin your fun 
it looks like you might be sad 
I might look like a fool 
but you’re the one that’s been had.  

©2020 CBialczak Poetry