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Shining through
Darkness
the deepest blue
laying heavily
upon the lids of our eyes
Seeping through
to keep the mind alert
Shutter
swirl
lights fade
Darkness
is triumphant
©2022 CBialczak Poetry
Find the prompt at D’Verse Poet’s Pub https://dversepoets.com/2022/05/16/quadrille-night-sleepy-times/
Sleep come,
take away
My thoughts of loss
My worries of sadness
My fears of regret
Sleep come,
give me
Peace to live on
Safety to enjoy tomorrow
Energy to keep going
Sleep will help healing
So I may live while I am awake.
©2022 CBialczak Poetry
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TODAY’S QUOTE:
” I know nothing in the world that has as much power as a word. Sometimes I write one, and look at it , until it begins to shine.”
Emily Dickinson.
My thoughts on this are brief. I believe that a word, written or spoken, has the power to lift someone up or shut them down. You hear so much about physical abuse, by both men and women, but the words are what often make abuse even less bearable. Words do not control a person but they can affect everything about a person.
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Except when my pool was almost a frog pond…
This is one of the most recent pictures that has water in it.
How could I not share these informative articles?
The news is serious and distressing. However, for my news update posts, I like to look at the offbeat news stories of lesser importance that get overshadowed by the serious stories. In times like these, sometimes, we just need to laugh at bathroom humor news stories and celebrate important moments in STD prevention.
Some content may be NSFW. Except where indicated, bolding in the quotes is mine.
“Pee for peonies” sounds like either 1) an activist campaign or 2) a children’s alphabet and/or potty-training book. “Urine diversion plan” just sounds suspicious. Anyway, this is an article about a urine-based fertilizer research project. You can tell the author of this article had way too much fun writing this.
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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
This is my first time participating with Hammad Rais in his Weekend Sky photo challenge. Check it out here: https://hammadrais.blog/2022/05/14/weekend-sky-63-may-14th/#more-31395
The way this shot came out it looked almost like the moon exploded!
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This week the theme is songs that mention Head, Hat, Hair, Scarf suggested by Paula of Light Motifs II.
I found this song and although I am not a real Robin Thick fan, I liked the “disco” feel
Lyrics
Ain’t no hat 4 that
Some say that your behavior is preposterous
You’re just saying imagine if we friend
Dangerous through my pursuit of happiness
Trouble is ’bout to get me in the end
You got your cure for anxious
You got your pill for bad
But your fancy shoes and handbag
Can’t help you when you’re sad
‘Cause there ain’t no hat for that
Ain’t no hat 4 that
No ain’t no hat 4 that
Ain’t no hat 4 that
Some say her temperament’s a trap for us
She’s only nice when something is at stake
And speaking for her friends there is a castuas
We paid the paparazzi, and that we know
You got your cure for anxious
You got your pill for bad
But your fancy shoes and handbag
Can’t help you when you’re sad
‘Cause there ain’t no hat for that
Ain’t no hat 4 that
No ain’t no hat 4 that
Ain’t no hat 4 that
Shopping for your superficial treasures
Stopping short of offering your house
Stranger to the simplest of pleasure
Distance is to you a work of art
You got your cure for anxious
You got your pill for bad
But your fancy shoes and handbag
Can’t help you when you’re sad
‘Cause there ain’t no hat for that
Ain’t no hat 4 that
No ain’t no hat 4 that
Ain’t no hat 4 that
You got your cure for anxious
You got your pill for bad
But your fancy shoes and handbag
Can’t help you when you’re sad
‘Cause there ain’t no hat for that
Ain’t no hat 4 that
No ain’t no hat 4 that
Ain’t no hat 4 that
You got your cure for anxious
You got your pill for bad
But your fancy shoes and handbag
Can’t help you when you’re sad
‘Cause there ain’t no hat for that
Ain’t no hat 4 that
No ain’t no hat 4 that
Ain’t no hat 4 that
Ain’t no hat 4 that
Ain’t no hat 4 that
There’s ain’t no hat 4 that
Ain’t no hat 4 that
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Alan Thicke / Joe Augello / Robin Charles Thicke / Robin Thicke
Ain’t No Hat 4 That lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Now this week’s prompts: G. Find it here
Place – Graceland
Emotion – Grief
Adjective – grandiose
Verb – gasp
My animal – Guinea Pig
A small little pig
with a cute little butt
with a cute little name
was in quite a rut
He followed his ma
to a place ‘cross the sand
A beautiful place
It was called Graceland.
The guinea pig gasped
to see such a place
a grandiose stage
With dark curtains and lace
He noticed the stage
had seen some sad days
The grief he could feel
glowing down like sun rays
But despite the sad vibe
there was joy here as well
and the cute little pig
thought his mama was swell
She brought him there too
to learn ’bout music and folks
But the pig couldn’t stop
hearing frogs chirp and croak
So he went with his ma
They went down to a bog
A safer place here instead
Sitting atop an old log.
©2022 CBialczak 2022
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