Shadow: The Daily Spur

Check out the Daily Spur for today’s word:

Somedays it’s there
somedays it ain’t
Somedays it’s dark black
it looks like dark paint.
No one escapes it
Everyone can try
A shadow is scary
It makes scared people cry.
we don’t know who’s hiding
we don’t know how far
the darkness will get you
but it won’t leave a scar.

©2021 CBialczak Poetry

Fandango’s Flashback Challenge

find this challenge here:

What do you see? #11


As I walk along the ruins 
I try to recall the memories 
that we have built together. 

I recall your touch and your blessing,  
but flounder in the  shadows  
that used to be our love.  

Moving towards the sun 
I feel hopeful that peace 
and happiness will be mine again.  

©2020 C Bialczak 

Grandiloquent: Word of the day challenge

Written for Melanie:



  1. pompous or extravagant in language, style, or manner, especially in a way that is intended to impress.

How I am

Miss Grandiose they called me 
when I was really young. 
But now that I am older 
my opinions are so strong, 
that if they think I’m tempted 
by only the finer things 
They’re right about my boyfriend 
a grandiloquent human being.

©2020 CBialczak Poetry

Close: Quadrille #101

d’Verse Pub is hosting:
Hey there, Poets-in-Residence! De Jackson (aka WhimsyGizmo) here. It’s Quadrille Monday again (my favorite!)…when we pen poems of exactly 44 words (not counting the title), including one specific word provided.

Open your Heart

Close the door to sickness 
open your heart to appreciation. 

Close your eyes to pessimism 
open your heart to optimism. 

Close your mouth to negativity 
open your heart to positive thinking. 

Close your ears to bad news 
open your heart to faith and hope. 

©2020 CBialczak Poetry

Three Things Challenge #170

Written for Pensitivity 101:

Your three things today are:


True Love

If you were to fight 
and there was some blood 
I’d look for the wound 
I’d bandage it good. 
I’d hug you real close 
and then let you cry 
before telling you 
it’s time for goodbye.  
You’d want to cry more 
to see me leave you 
but in the whole end 
you know my love’s true.  

©2020 CBialczak

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:

Scared to Fly

Written for:  Poets & Storytellers United
Weekly Scribblings #9 – Contagion  (posted by Magaly)
“You know what else can keep a mind from losing itself in a time of crisis? Creativity, and community, and ink-infused hope. So, dearest poets and storytellers, for our 9th Weekly Scribblings, I invite us to write new poetry or prose inspired by the idea of “Contagion”—social contagion, or metaphorical contagion, or biological contagion… Let your words spread positivity, or caution, or whatever you prefer… the choice is yours. If you go for prose, your entry should be 369 words or fewer.”

Flying through the air
headed towards fear
not knowing what lies
ahead in the case
in a virus still
with unknown questions
needing answers now
listening to Trump
but not knowing if
we can believe him
or trust no one now
leaving us alone
to figure out how
to leave home without
ever getting sick
being scared to fly.

©2020 CBialczak