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My Dreams: Compilation 08/06/2022

Atop our belvedere, I can view the lake below
home to many ducks blowing bubbles as they go
Behind my chair I hide the scene glued from long ago
A swatch of ugly wallpaper I never want to show
Each time I see the wall I catapult through space
wondering who the audience was who thought it was the case
that walls belonged to them, with horrid pictures of
trees and flowers, birds and nests, and all of the above.
So now I sit and ponder what life would be without
this ugly wall behind me, I get so mad I want to shout!
I want to make it pretty with some other sort of stain
And perhaps a silky painting in a circular-type frame
I just want to enjoy a touch downright and relaxed
and dream about tomorrow as I rest here on my ass.
I think I’m going to make a new tradition with the ducks
Just let me take your eggs and I’ll leave them other stuff
like bread and fruit from home or tiny little seeds
Anything they want and really anything they need.

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The Jerk: Sunday Compilation 05/15/2022

He was active, unkind and sort of a jerk
unhappy in life, for nothing he’d done
Acting deftly a prig but really below
with a derelict attitude of everyone
He’d rip you to pieces and shout out in joy
while jotting long notes in his book
With a thunderous whoop and low greasy laugh
pouring out poison each time his hand shook
Bounding out of his house and way down the street
Grabbing things that were not of his own
Like a big nasty dog with brown gnarly teeth
being teased from a huge juicy bone.
When his life had become a big sloppy mess
He asked his friends what was the root
They came all undone and laughed right out loud
Giving their friend a quick and a hard boot.
He cried out in pain and tried to run fast
toward a pier from this maddening crowd
But he didn’t know that his past had come back
And they weren’t afraid to shout at him loud.
They said, “You’re a jerk! You’re not very nice
and we’re tired of all your bad crap.”
He looked at the group with awe in his eyes
Be he was smart to keep shut his big flap.

©2022 CBialczak Poetry

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Same, Same, But Different – Saturday Mix, 19 March 2022

Same Same But Different
Your ‘Same Same But Different’ task is to take the five challenge words and NOT use them in your writing. That’s right, you need to dig out your thesaurus and find a synonym for each word instead. Check it out here

Your words are:

  1. try
  2. dash
  3. climb
  4. pool
  5. change

Willing to put in the effort
Veva tried to rush to her car
Lumbering up to the seat
She could see how the rain water puddled around the statue
making a difference in the way the sun reflected off of it.

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Same Same But Different

Sarah is our hostess for the Saturday Mix variable challenges.  Check it out here
This week we are diving into the depths of our thesaurus and exploring the world of synonyms.
Same Same But Different
Your ‘Same Same But Different’ task is to take the five challenge words and NOT use them in your writing. That’s right, you need to dig out your thesaurus and find a synonym for each word instead.

Your words are:

  1. sweater
  2. leg
  3. ride
  4. rock
  5. show

The jumper I chose
was red, black, and green
It matched my black pants
you know what I mean.
The gam of my pants
while green on one side
was black on the other;
my fat calf it did hide.
We went for a tour
this fine Sunday morn
to see if our neighbors
were still feeling forlorn.
The gravel we walked on
was loose and quite sharp
I wore the wrong shoes
but I don’t like to harp
So instead I displayed
my most jovial side
And continued my walk
my love at my side.

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