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Driving in the desert
dust behind the wheel
looking for a reason
to cool off how I feel
Want to find a new way
to live my life for me
driving til I find it
a place I want to be.
©2021 CBialczak Poetry
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I try to hear you but
I can no longer listen
my thoughts are askew
my mind is amiss
I stare but cannot see you
I reach out but cannot feel you
I breathe you in but cannot smell
We are together
yet so alone
wasting away
in each others presence
waitingÂ
to say
goodbye
©2021 CBialczak Poetry
Morning Amazing Musers! I know it has been a crazy time, and an even crazier week, so here is an image to take your minds off things. I look forward to seeing the directions you all take!  http://thesundaymuse.blogspot.com/
When waves of dread wash over youÂ
and the salt burns your lungs and eyesÂ
the flame of hope stays brightly lit
We can hear your victory cries.
©2020 CBialczak Poetry
Written for: http://thesundaymuse.blogspot.com/
Billy didn’t know it
but when he did his belt
he had a giant rocket
around his shoulders like a pelt.
He thinks he will stay warm now
since fire is keeping him warm
Does he know the fire
Is a need to feel some alarm?
Billy looks above him Â
at the stars up in the skyÂ
He wishes he could fly thereÂ
Soon it will be his goodbye. Â
©2020 CBialczak Poetry
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