Colleen’s 2020 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 172, #Poet’sChoice

For Colleen’s Challenge:

Riding on the Carousel

Like a child upon a steed 
having not a care or need 
Sitting high up in the seat 
stirrups hold your tiny feet. 

Ride along my mighty friend 
before the ride comes to an end. 
Find your treasure or your gold 
Find it soon, before you’re old.  

Laughter brings a happy sound 
as you ride around, around. 
Hold on tight so you don’t miss 
the views along this ride of bliss.  

©2020 CBialczak Poetry (first published on

To David: Tanka Prose

You were here for me every step of the way, no matter how treacherous or uncomfortable you were. You provided me with comfort and safety, a safe place to express my deepest fears and darkest hurts.

You were here
when I needed you most
providing comfort, a warm shoulder,
like an old worn sweater
still smelling like dad’s cologne.

©2020 CBialczak

Written for Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge:

Old Friends Haibun

When the world moves on but your life seems to stand still, comfort comes in the form of rest and meditation. No rehashing or blame can help heal you. The only thing you can do is the right thing, so that you know that what you do is good.

Old friends worn like me
Open to healing the hurt
Find solace in friends.

©2020 CBialczak

Written for Colleen’s poetry challenge: