Wordle 484

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The Cat Plays Teacher

The Cat in the Hat was a master of stories  
he knew what to tell the small kids.  
He talked of a wall taller than a great giant  
and how grownups just did what they did.  
 
The black of his fur was incredibly soft  
so the children would snuggle up close  
Holding a hand or maybe his tail  
Not knowing what it means to impose.  
 
The Cat didn’t care that the kids wanted cuddles  
as long as he sat ‘gainst the wall  
He had a long night and awfully long morning  
and didn’t want to risk that he’d fall.  
 
He thought he could buy some good silver tape  
and tape himself up straight and nice  
Then after he read a few stories to them  
would give them some valuable advice.  
 
He’d tell both the kids that they shouldn’t forget  
that bedtime is good for your brain  
and he’d throw in a reason or two, maybe three  
’bout how no sleep can make you insane.  
 
The Cat would continue to tell both the kids  
that a narrow path needs to expand  
and leading a search or archeology dig  
is like leading a great big brass band.  
 
He’d give them both tips that were equally good  
to impress both their parents with how  
He looked like a cat but was so super smart 
And that was the Cat’s cue to bow.  
 
He’d thank the small kids and both of their folks  
and leave without leaving a mess  
Dad would be getting his slippers and cozy bathrobe  
while Mom just stood in her dress. 

The kids said goodnight and said all their prayers 
to show their folks that they behaved 
Then they snuck to the window to make sure the cat 
turned around and remembered to wave.  

©2020 CBialczak Poetry Fan Fiction

#SoCS Nov. 28/2020

prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “opt.” 

With the world under COVID watch, there are a lot of decisions that people are having to make, that otherwise would seem so simple.

Should I go shopping? I could or I could opt for home delivery or even curbside pickup
Should I visit family? I could or I could opt for Facetime or Skype
Should I travel? I could or I could opt to put my funds aside, maybe watch them grow, and plan for when it is safe.
Should I go to work? Hell no, not if the boss says, “Stay Home”!

©2020 CBialczak

Go to Linda’s site to see the prompt and “rules”: https://lindaghill.com/2020/11/27/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-nov-28-2020/

Tale Weaver – #303 – Confusion – November 26th

Confusion with the Cat: A Cat in the Hat FanFiction Tale

The Cat in the Hat knew nothing at all 

About raising kids, the big or the small 

The one thing he knew that he knew he’d get right 

Was to keep the kids busy from morning to night. 

He kept lots of tricks and toys up his sleeve 

He always made sure a clean house he did leave 

But the kids never knew when he was coming or going 

He’d come when the sun shone and with the wind blowing. 

The biggest confusion they had with the Cat 

Was they wondered what he kept up in his red and white hat. 

He said he had toys and fish and some games 

And animals and clowns and roasting marshmallow flames. 

But if he had all those things hidden way up inside 

Did he put them in there to keep private or hide? 

The kids knew the Cat would come back some new day 

With all of the things they needed to play.

©2020 CBialczak poetry

Your Daily Word Prompt – #Retrieve – #YDWordPrompt November 26, 2020

November CHF 2020

Click here: https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2020/11/26/your-daily-word-prompt-retrieve-ydwordprompt-November-26-2020/

Walk Away

Walk away before you are able 

To see the mistakes, you’ve made 

Along the way, you can stop 

And retrieve the memories 

Because they are what brings you back 

©2020 CBialczak Poetry

Simply 6 Minutes—Welcome To The Challenge: 11/24/2020

Sorry for the confusion! I don’t know where this post had disappeared to!!!!
Welcome to the 6 minute challenge!

Today’s prompt is:

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You may use any part or the entire quote. If you have a different quote you would like to use, go right ahead. This is for fun, a sort of personal challenge. Enjoy and thank you for participating!

*****For any participants that do NOT like restrictions, please feel free to participate in any way you would like. It is great to read the contributions!****

  1. Set up a timer or sit near a clock so you can keep track of the six minutes you will be writing.
  2. You can either use one of the prompts (photo or written) or you can free-write.
  3. Get ready and write for 6 minutes, that is it! Can you write a complete story? Can you think of a new Sonnet? Can you write 400 words? 400? 500? There are no restrictions on what kind of writing you do, but you should try to be actively writing for six minutes.
  4. After you are done writing, include your word count and then post back to this page #Simply6Minutes or include your link in the comments section. Pingbacks are enabled.
  5. *Feel free to leave your work completely unedited. I believe it is good to see, especially for new writers, that even very seasoned writers don’t write a perfect first draft.*
  6. Have fun, challenge yourself if you’d like, read and respond to others’ posts.

Thank you for participating!

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2020 WEEKLY #TANKA TUESDAY #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 204, #THEMEPROMPT

WELCOME TO TANKA TUESDAY!
https://willowdot21.wordpress.com/2020/11/24/2020-weekly-tanka-tuesday-poetry-challenge-no-204-themeprompt/

This month’s theme is a haiku written by Sue Vincent:

clouds cover the moon,
beyond dawn’s pale horizon
sun rises unseen
.

©2020 Sue Vincent

Please use the above haiku to inspire your own syllabic poetry. There’s a lot to unpack in these words. What will your interpretation be? Go where the words take you.

Ode to Sue’s Haiku

A blanketed veil of moisture obscures the Orb of Night
At a distance morn’s bleached hues detectable at a distant perspective
Scorching star lifts up sans cognizance
A regenerated diurnal course ensues.

©2020 CBialczak Poetry