Once upon a time there was a girl who lived in a cabin she built by hand. When it had been spring and large leaves were prolific, she would gather the green sheets and other sprigs of wood to make her shelter more substantial. The girl wasn’t afraid of wild animals and actually loved to sprint through the trees with the squirrels and rabbits.
One day the girl went looking for her squirrel friends but noticed the forest was very quiet. There were no hopping rabbits, no sneaky foxes, and no squawking birds. The girl became very afraid. She hid quietly in her tiny cabin, hoping that whatever had taken her friends wouldn’t be able to find her. Luckily she had plenty of food and water to sustain her hiding. And there she hid.
Many years later, hunters found a miniature cabin, one that looked to be build by Snow White’s Seven Dwarfs. The cabin was empty of life but the walls were stocked high with different foods, now rotten, and cups of water, completely dry from evaporation. The cabin was talked about by the locals but no one would admit to building it and no one ever came forward to claim it. The story of the tiny cabin became a local tale reminding children to never wander in the woods alone.
sprint, sprig, spring https://pensitivity101.wordpress.com/2023/03/04/three-things-challenge-m257/
wild animal https://lindaghill.com/2023/03/03/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-march-4-2023/
Although she’s still available
the details complicated too
Her lasciviousness attitude
left her lonely and quite blue
A wasted portion of the tickets
to attend shows she couldn’t bear
because the seats couldn’t handle
the size of her derriere.
A large reduction in the pricing
did nothing to ease her pain
About her avid eating habits
and all the weight she gained.
portion, size, reduction https://pensitivity101.wordpress.com/2023/02/23/three-things-challenge-m248/
You live in a world where no Gods exist
where fantasy’s real and wishes will die
Nefarious creatures you face by the dozens
to do nothing more than than leer and tell lies.
But how do you yield to a power so bold
To lurch to the front of this crowd?
Without leaving truths spun so even and fine
yet speak in harsh words so terribly loud.
Time to throw in the towel, leave through the door
put the past far from that part of your mind
Of course the best path to take this time ’round
Verify any old clues you can easily find.
throw in the towel https://lindaghill.com/2023/01/27/the-friday-reminder-for-socs-jusjojan-2023-daily-prompt-jan-28th/
lurch, leer, face https://pensitivity101.wordpress.com/2023/01/27/three-things-challenge-m221/
You live in a world where no Gods exist https://reinventionsreena.wordpress.com/2023/01/26/reenas-xploration-challenge-265/
Despite the manifestations
To determine a moment or two
Where gratitude is not held down
Where a strong stand is taken by you
The silence is suddenly broken
When gossip is shuffled around
People around shilly-shally
You shoulder the words and the sound
You wrap your arms around slowly
An afable look on your face
And find that the truth is the one thing
That can fill nearly all of the space
Your guard is suddenly broken
A powdery dust no longer seen
Like the blade of a knife that is bent
All severe feelings is how it has been
The situation is fine now
The look on your face shows a smile
The sweet minty taste on the pallet
Once again you have gone the whole mile.
©2023 CBialczak Poetry
determine, strong, mint https://pensitivity101.wordpress.com/2023/01/15/three-things-challenge-m209/
manifestations shoulder powdery wraps broken shuffle blade stand moment again nearly silence https://sundaywhirl.wordpress.com/2023/01/15/wordle-588/
Once upon a time
in an ordinarily boring way
a stodgy tribal chief
made a platter out of clay
He measured inch by inch
the details are a blur
He awakened the next afternoon
His speech a weak, low slur
The pastor in the town
came giving out good vibes
His beatitudes were sincere
He knew the chief imbibes
They sat quiet in a chair
to ponder the last day
and realized with a start
there was a new ceramic tray.
The tray was full of food
there was fruit and a lot of meat
They lunched and said with grace
That each bite’s a yummy treat.
©2023 CBialczak Poetry
weak, awaken, chief https://pensitivity101.wordpress.com/2023/01/14/three-things-challenge-m208/
“Once upon a time,” https://lindaghill.com/2023/01/13/the-friday-reminder-for-socs-jusjojan-2023-daily-prompt-jan-14th/
Bite your tongue he said to me
While nipping at my toes
A keyboard lay there silently
The candle burns and then it glows
I’m swept away by his soft words
Quickly drying up my tears
As if a load is taken back
A halfpence trade for years
My neck begins to slowly flush
My heart just skips a beat
My love for him continues on
He is my heart’s sweet treat
I pinch myself to make sure now
that this is all true life
when suddenly he asks me if
I want to be his wife.
©2023 CBialczak Poetry
bite your tongue https://heartlandenglishwordoftheday.wordpress.com/2023/01/06/bite-your-tongue/
pinch, nip, flush https://pensitivity101.wordpress.com/2023/01/06/three-things-challenge-m200/
You must be logged in to post a comment.