“Go get the book! We need to go and we are driving right past the library. I’ll stop and you can run in and drop the book off.”
“I never even read the last book I borrowed.”
“What! Why not?”
“I was so busy this week. Boredom was not an issue. I actually would have liked the down time.”
“Okay, just grab your jacket and we’ll return the book anyhow. I don’t want to have to pay a late fee.”
“Fine with me. It didn’t seem like it was going to be that great of a book. And about that fee…the book is already a week late!”
“Great! I wonder how much the fee will be.”
“It’s only 25 cents a week.”
“Well, that’s a relief. I can send the quarter in with you when you drop the book off.”
Life for me
If I were to ride shotgun
on a trip down to the south
I’d like to bring my music
And food to fill my mouth.
I’d watch the world around me
and hope to see the most
like clouds and trees and other things,
about my trip I’d boast.
I’d talk to all my people
about all that I have seen
and hope that they can understand
exactly what I mean.
I’d go back home once again
to lead my normal life.
I’d remember all my memories
of being a mom and wife.
I’d go ahead to live my now
because it’s what I love.
The wind, the trees, the sunshine,
I thank my God above.
©2020 C Bialczak
In search of
Up from the gallows his spirit did rise
Making its way to the pulpit in front
Thinking the ring on the throne is a prize
Getting there only to him you confront.
The halo that stands above in your space
Reminds him the curse is time left to spare
Bringing back positive beauty and grace
Coming back quick is an act always rare.
When you confront him he will turn away
Hoping you leave and will never return
Not knowing that you have come here to stay
In your mind and your heart true love’s fires burn.
Have you gone close enough to feel the heat?
Grazing our ankles and toes on our feet.