MLMM Wordle #252

It’s Monday when Yves sets us the weekly MLMM wordle challenge.

Our words are:
Pinch, Nose, Topple, Tocsin (a signal, especially of alarm, sounded on a bell or bells), Contest, Forward, Crestfallen, Fence, Edge, Pile, Whistle, Lick

I couldn’t stand the odor
I had to pinch my nose
My head felt like a bobble
I toppled when I rose
The tocsin was resounding
A contest to the ears
A record on fast forward
A fence to hold my fears
I stand and look crestfallen
like a diver on the edge
waiting for the water
to rise up to the ledge
I pile up my courage
and whistle away my fears
I lick my dry and salty lips
I’m wise beyond my years.

©2021 CBialczak Poetry

Word of the Day Challenge: meeting

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The Meeting

Come on it
it’s just about time
time for that meeting
time for the sublime
thinking of the matters
that stay close at hand
trying to ignore it
not giving in to demand
ignoring all the effort
to pull your thoughts away
save the casual get together
for another day.

©2021 CBialczak Poetry

FOWC with Fandango — Idiom

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An idiom is a phrase, saying, or a group of words with a metaphorical (not literal) meaning, which has become accepted in common usage. An idiom’s symbolic sense is quite different from the literal meaning or definition of the words of which it is made.

Okay, I’m not going to beat around the bush here. I’m going to bite the bullet and just write. I know most of my blog followers won’t cut me any slack so I want to make it good.

What you might say
when he saunters your way
and your skin starts to crawl
and you wish you were small
enough to just shrink
but you’ve no time to think.

Well, I’m going to call it a night. I didn’t try to cut any corners even though I am a little under the weather, so I take this weight off my shoulders and say “goodnight”!

How it really feels: a poem

It is the darkest cave 
on the steepest slope
of the highest mountain
in the most remote
part of the world

It is the deepest abyss
in the most violent ocean
as far away from land
as any ocean can be
that is too deep to 
really know it exists

It is the farthest star
which has burnt out
in an unknown galaxy
beyond the milky way
with no heat left to light it

it is the obscure forest
with the highest pines
and the longest trails
devoid of sunlight
no longer a place of refuge

It is the coldest snow
coated with ice crystals
hard to the touch
too cold to feel
in a blanket of white
darkened with pain

It is the sharpest pain
in the most tender flesh
of the most innocent being
with no relief
only suffering

©2021 CBialczak Poetry

Wordle 507

To participate go to the Sunday Whirl: https://sundaywhirl.wordpress.com/2021/06/27/wordle-507/

There once was a time
when I believed
that true love came
in a virtual box
enveloped by a full spectrum
of feelings
where you found yourself lost
unable to breathe
in a world 
where time does not exist
but now I am torn 
because I bear a bruise
that pushes me to tweak
the bit of my life
now bundled with hurt
unable to remain enclosed
in a beam of your light
seeking the bandages
of your love.

©2021 CBialczak Poetry

SoCS June 26, 2021

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “up/down.” Use one, use them both, but try to put one in your first sentence. Bonus points if you use the other in your last sentence. Have fun!
Find the prompt here: https://lindaghill.com/2021/06/25/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-june-26-2021/

Every time I think
I’d like you to turn up
you find me in a daze
because you’ve let me down.

©2021 CBialczak Poetry

Poetry Form: Trimeric

Find the prompt here: https://dversepoets.com/2021/06/17/poetry-form-trimeric/

The rules are pretty simple:

1. Trimeric has 4 stanzas
2. The first stanza has 4 lines
3. The other three stanzas have 3 lines each
4. The first line of each stanza is a refrain of the corresponding line in the first stanza (so 2nd stanza starts with the second line, third stanza starts with the third line, etc.).
5. The sequence of lines, then, is abcd, b – -, c – -, d – -.

Finding Happiness

Finding peace within yourself
seeking pure happiness
dispelling negativity
realizing how beautiful life really is. 

Seeking pure happiness
quiet solitude
blessed by others

Dispelling negativity
realizing it cannot come
if positivity stands in its way

Realizing how beautiful life really is
Knowing so much is yet to come
Making your own happiness 

©2021 CBialczak Poetry

Burn: Ragtag Daily Prompt

Find the prompt here: https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2021/06/18/rdp-friday-burn/

When the sun goes down
and the lights turn on
When the fog rolls in
and it settles upon
the surface we live on
the place where we grow
the place we will wither
and burn and then go
where it will be the time
to turn fast and run
for your life will be over
and your existence is done.

©2021 CBialczak Poetry