Conspiracy: Compilation 01/27/2023

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.

©2023 CBialczak

throw in the towel https://lindaghill.com/2023/01/27/the-friday-reminder-for-socs-jusjojan-2023-daily-prompt-jan-28th/
yield https://fivedotoh.com/2023/01/27/fowc-with-fandango-yield/
lurch, leer, face https://pensitivity101.wordpress.com/2023/01/27/three-things-challenge-m221/
nefarious https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2023/01/27/rdp-friday-nefarious/
course https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2023/01/27/course/
dozen https://thedailyspur.wordpress.com/2023/01/27/dozen-2/
verify https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2023/01/27/your-daily-word-prompt-verify-ydwordprompt-january-27-2023/
You live in a world where no Gods exist https://reinventionsreena.wordpress.com/2023/01/26/reenas-xploration-challenge-265/

The Pastor and the Chief: Compilation 01/14/2023

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/
stodgy https://fivedotoh.com/2023/01/14/fowc-with-fandango-stodgy/
ordinarily https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2023/01/14/ordinarily/
beatitude https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2023/01/14/your-daily-word-prompt-beatitude-ydwordprompt-january-14-2023/
inch https://thedailyspur.wordpress.com/2023/01/14/inch/
blur https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2023/01/14/rdp-saturday-blur/
“Once upon a time,” https://lindaghill.com/2023/01/13/the-friday-reminder-for-socs-jusjojan-2023-daily-prompt-jan-14th/

New Beginning: A Compilation 12/31/2022 (Last one of 2022!)

It takes an experienced explorer to find something brand new
Its like they knew before him, the advent rang untrue
Wound up in quite a tizzy before they plummet to the ground
It takes a broader spectrum of adventuring abound
So with the change in seasons we welcome a new thrill
And ward off any evil eyes that peer right through and chill
And what is that upon us when waking in the mist
A newer happy ending without a negative twist

©2022 CBialczak Poetry

new https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2022/12/31/rdp-saturday-new/
season, chill, plummet https://pensitivity101.wordpress.com/2022/12/31/three-things-challenge-m194/
broad https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2022/12/31/broad/
new, knew https://lindaghill.com/2022/12/30/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-dec-31-2022/
advent https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2022/12/31/your-daily-word-prompt-advent-ydwordprompt-december-31-2022/
tizzy https://fivedotoh.com/2022/12/31/fowc-with-fandango-tizzy/
experienced https://thedailyspur.wordpress.com/2022/12/31/experienced/

Stream of Consciousness Saturday

Linda gives us the prompt each week. Join in here: https://lindaghill.com/2022/12/02/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-dec-3-2022/

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “twin/tween.” Use, “twin” or “tween” any way you’d like. Bonus points if you use both. Enjoy!

My sister and I look alike I guess. She is almost three years older than I am. She was almost a twin to my mother when comparing their photos from when my mother was young. Once, when I was in my early twenties, I had stopped by her condo and gone to get a drink. There was a picture on the refrigerator and I wondered why there was a picture of me and John, her husband at the time, on the refrigerator. Yes, you guessed it, it was her and John, but I swear I thought it was me! As we have aged I tend to look like a “twin” of how she looked at that age. One thing is true though, we sound very much alike on the phone. We are however not alike in any other ways that I can think of.

Now there’s my daughter. We have been told we look like sisters and I wouldn’t say twins there either. Some of my older pictures when put next to hers look like we could have been twins. Funny thing is we sound alike, laugh alike, and have many of the same mannerisms, even now that we haven’t lived in the same house for at least three years.

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Nov. 26, 2022

Join Linda and the rest of us here: https://lindaghill.com/2022/11/25/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-nov-26-2022/

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “on your/my plate.” Use it any way you’d like. Have fun!

We were out on a date
It was there on my plate
a creepy crawler
maybe smaller
I tried not to scream
Was this part of a dream?
No chance in that
Food ended up on the mat
What did they say
when they took it away?
“Do you want more?”
But I ran for the door.

©2022 CBialczak Poetry

SoCS – Stream of Consciousness: Cleaning Day

Join in here: https://lindaghill.com/2022/11/18/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-nov-19-2022/

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “morning.” Use it any way you’d like. Enjoy!

Cleaning Day

In the early, morning, I like to see the birds singing songs and flying free
The sun is up and shining bright, bringing in the morning light
I wake and dress to start my day knowing that I’ve got a real long list
But then I remember it’s cleaning day and suddenly I am pissed
I wish my house would clean itself, it’d be so nice if it helped out
But no it just sits real still and sends dust bunnies flying about

©2022 CBialczak Poetry

Stream of Consciousness Saturday

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “starts with or contains ‘cel.’” Find a word that begins with or contains “cel” and use it in your post any way you’d like. Have fun! https://lindaghill.com/2022/11/11/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-nov-12-2022/

It’s funny how when you try to come up with words in your head there seem to be none and then when you allow yourself to use google you find that there are ton words you can use (and you know so many of them!).

cellulite: I have some mobility issues which leads to weight gain and more mobility issues. I really wish they could come up with a secret cream that really worked! Whenever I look better I feel better I have more energy and want to keep busy and active.

cellphone: When my daughter was here last week we got new cellphones. David is happy with his cellphone so he didn’t trade his in.

cellblock: My little brother was in prison so when so when I think cellblock I think of him.

Stream of Consciousness Saturday

Linda is the host of this weekly writing prompt: https://lindaghill.com/2022/10/21/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-oct-22-2022/

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “bowl.” Use it as a noun or a verb—use it any way you’d like. Enjoy!

There are so many different kinds of bowls in the world that thinking of that word brings in this flood of visions. Like soup bowls, the pasta bowl my dad always liked to have his pasta in on Sunday nights, the popcorn bowl (that I still have but don’t really use for popcorn). Then my mind goes to Cannabis and how so many people make bowls at the pottery studio. Funny thing is, I was reading other posts and “bowling” was a topic. The word bowl and bowling in my head are so extremely different. Maybe it is because of the noun/verb thing. Anyhow, I have made many bowls in the pottery studio and I will probably be putting them on my Etsy store for the upcoming holidays. https://www.etsy.com/shop/StineMiniatures

Prompt for #SoCS Oct. 8, 2022

Join in on Linda’s site: https://lindaghill.com/2022/10/07/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-oct-8-2022/

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “back of the fridge.” Write the first thing that comes to mind when you think of the phrase “back of the fridge.” Enjoy!

The Back of the Fridge

The back of the fridge is the scariest place
there’s so much to see, but there’s so little space
Things move and mingle when they shouldn’t survive
Little things begin while the big growings thrive
Theres all different colors as everyone knows
’cause the back of the fridge is where everything grows.

©2022 CBialczak Poetry

You know it is strange because Stream of Consciousness seems like it should be a thought or a story but my mind automatically goes to a rhyming poem. The story of my life somehow? I don’t know what to make of it!😅

SOCS: Stream of Consciousness

Join in! https://lindaghill.com/2022/09/30/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-oct-1-2022/

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “me.” Find a word that starts with “me” or use the word “me” as the theme of your post. Have fun!

Mess

Hurricane Ian left a mess here in Florida but I am so very thankful we were not hit full on. This short poem is dedicated to all of the people affected by Ian.

There’s a mess on the lawn and a mess on the car
the damage is seen very near and real far
For there is no big “broomer” to clean up this mess
I’m dreading the work I must really confess
But it has to be done and be done ’til its gone
‘Cause I really must see my green grassy lawn.

©2022 CBialczak Poetry