The Sunday Whirl

One of my favorite writing challenges! Check it out here

Do For You

I feel a flutter in my chest
and feel the wind beneath my wings
like a bird upon its cage
feeling free and so it sings
Needing nothing now but love
like a hanger for a shirt
wanting to be hanging out
not laying in the dirt
but the cold can come and take it
and try to halt its song
like a blocked path in a garden
a tree root is that strong
To deny yourself the freedom
like a child from a womb
is to wish you had no lifeline
Only future filled with doom
so you finish what you’re doing
try to stay along your way
keep your vision very close
don’t let sadness make you stray
Be eager to find that someone
to share your love, your flow
and go just where your heart leads
don’t stop or let that go.

©2021 CBialczak Poetry

The Blitz Poem

Found this first on Jim’s page then on Paula’s page

A Sign of the Times

only time will tell
only one at a time
time piece
time to go
go alone
go get one
one, two, three
one of a kind
kind of like you
kind to your neighbor
neighborhood
neighborly love
love you more
love is in the air
air balloon
air it out
out of time
out of control
control yourself
control your temper
temper tantrum
temper your behavior
behavior adjustment
behavior management
management is in charge
management will contact you
you rock
you are the one
one of a kind
one day at a time
time to go
time of the day
day of the week
day to remember
remember what to do
remember my name
name your poison
name of the game
game day
game night
night time
night before Christmas
Christmas Eve
Christmas is coming
coming home
coming of age
age of Aquarius
age old solutions
Solutions
Aquarius

©2021 CBialczak Poetry

Fandango’s Flashback Friday

Check it out here: https://fivedotoh.com/2021/09/03/fandangos-flashback-friday-september-3rd/

Here is a poem from last year, same day…
To me it was heartwarming seeing that it was for Sue’s prompt…I know a lot of people miss her.

https://christinebialczak.com/2020/09/03/thursday-photo-prompt-serenity-writephoto/

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Written for Sue’s prompt: https://scvincent.com/2020/09/03/thursday-photo-prompt-serenity-writephoto/

Morning

Blue skies illuminated 

Clouds covering the sun 

Morning begins early 

Quiet land waits peacefully 

A new day begins 

©2020 CBialczak Poetry

RagTag Daily Prompt: Nervous

Check out the prompt: https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2021/09/03/rdp-friday-nervous/

Don’t ask me if I’m nervous
I’d lie and tell you no
you’d ask me how I’m feeling
and where’d those feelings go.
It isn’t like I’m private
or thinking of what to do
its just that I am waiting
for someone just like you.
So take my hand and follow
me up to my still spot
then sit and have a coffee
and share just what you’ve got.
I know it’s surprising
I’m really not so blunt
I just want you to see that
it’s you I really want.

©2021 CBialczak Poetry

The Waltz Wave

Valerie of murisopsis introduced this form of poetry to me and I thought I would take a chance and try it out. Thanks Valerie! https://murisopsis.wordpress.com/tag/waltz-wave/
This is a new to me form called a Waltz Wave. It was developed by Leo Waltz. It is a syllabic form with a title and 19 lines. The subject should be calming. The syllabic pattern is: 1/2/1/2/3/2/1/2/3/4/3/2/1/2/3/2/1/2/1. Words may be split to fit the pattern.

The End of Summer

the
end of
the
summer
means so much
when we
think 
of all
the things we
forgot to do
while we 
had the 
chance
to sit
and ponder
the world
and 
all that’s 
left

©2021 CBialczak Poetry

#writephoto — Bandstand

Band Stand

You could hear the squeal of laughter as the children ran round and round the bandstand. In a few hours the grass surrounding the bandstand would be filled with checkered blankets laid out with wine and cheese. Despite the antsy behavior of the children a couple sat drinking in their own quiet solitude of the morning. The air was warm and the sun, hidden behind a thin layer of clouds, peaked through every few minutes as the wind moved them along the sky.

Time in the grass
waiting for the show
warmed by the sun
but shaded from the glow
children playing sprightly
while parents bide their time
Soon the music started
an evening so sublime

Check the prompt here

©2021 CBialczak Poetry

Stream of Consciousness Saturday

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