One-Liner Wednesday – I love my neighbourhood

Linda G Hill is the host: https://lindaghill.com/2022/05/11/one-liner-wednesday-i-love-my-neighbourhood/

One item on my bucket list is to visit an old estate or abandoned building and have an interaction with a spirit, ghost, apparition, or whatever you want to call it, so that I can have proof in something that has always fascinated me!

CBialczak
Long Island Ghost Hunters
https://www.longislandpress.com/2018/11/16/ask-a-psychic-what-do-spirits-look-like/

Prompt for #SoCS April 30, 2022

Linda G Hill is the host of Stream of Consciousness Saturday. (I think that is the first time I wrote Consciousness without misspelling it!) Anyhow, find it here: https://lindaghill.com/2022/04/29/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-april-30-2022/

Your prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “zip, zero, zilch.”

At first I am thinking I have zero motivation to put stuff away, now that the kitchen is near completion, but I am quite motivated. Then I’m thinking I have zero energy, also not true. The truth is, I would rather be here, blogging, and then crafting, I am now doing some pottery at home. I brought some clay home to do some hand-building. I am having a ball doing little figures. My last one, a frog holding a drop of water, came out really good!

Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “rest.”

Linda is the host of SofCS: https://lindaghill.com/2022/02/25/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-feb-26-2022/

Get Some Rest

What I need now
is time to rest
a time to think
be at my best
There is no doubt
I’m beat way down
Wondering how
to lose my frown
I think that now
I’d get some sleep
Close my eyes
Count some sheep
To reignite
my spark within
And become myself
once again.

©2022 CBialczak Poetry

The Friday Reminder for #SoCS & #JusJoJan 2022 Daily Prompt – Jan. 8th

Your prompt for #JusJoJan and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “In the.” Start your post with the words “In the” – that’s the prompt! Enjoy! Find it all here

In the morning
at first light
I recall the day
and last night
my fears of hurt
and source of love
the life I live
the Lord above
I see how lucky
My life can be
if I keep my thoughts
hopeful and free.

©2022 CBialczak Poetry