Winter: Wednesday Poetry Prompts: 635

This is written for:

Illustration of Stickman Kids Making an Igloo, Snow Fort in the Snow

Stomp your feet until they’re dry
Don’t throw ice, you’ll poke an eye
Put on chapstick, save your lips
Hold on tight, falls break good hips
Bundle up to stay real warm
Did they say it’s another storm?
I don’t care, I won’t shovel snow
Where did all the snow plows go?
Where’s my mailbox? Where’s the dog?
There’s a white-out or is it fog?
I hope my children stay inside
there really is no place to hide
unless they do what children do
and build themselves a good igloo.

Poetic Asides April 2020 PAD – Day 19

bump, embrace, fixture, howl, lonely, resolve

You lift me up

You lift me up 
I see your face 
I love your smile 
your warm embrace. 

You make me howl 
when having fun 
You make me feel 
I’m the only one. 

You’re like a bump 
in the dark at night 
when I resolve  
to use no light.  

You’ve become a fixture 
you’re my handsome king 
Feeling lonely  
is no longer a thing.  

©2020 CBialczak Poetry