April 29th Compilation

The Daily Spur: satisfied https://thedailyspur.wordpress.com/2022/04/29/satisfied/
Three Things Challenge: stripe, oval, beam https://pensitivity101.wordpress.com/2022/04/29/three-things-challenge-948/
FOWC: pinnacle https://fivedotoh.com/2022/04/29/fowc-with-fandango-pinnacle/
YDWP: queue https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2022/04/29/your-daily-word-prompt-Queue-ydwordprompt-april-29-2022/
WOTD: terrapin https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2022/04/29/w-o-t-d-c-terrapin/
Ragtag: smarmy https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2022/04/29/rdp-friday-smarmy/
EM’s RWP: Chutzpah https://emkingston.wordpress.com/2022/04/29/e-m-s-rwp-149-chutzpah/

The Turtle

A cute little terrapin in a striped and oval shell
Satisfied his hunger in a way he knew real well
He started at the bottom ignoring smarmy rants
Waiting for his turn in the queue
Understanding circumstance
Heading to the pinnacle, determined he would win
A beam of light excited and invigorated him
For at the top of the peak there stood a tiny bug
He thought it over eagerly and waited for a hug.
The little tiny Chutzpah had made it to the top
Now his short and tired legs knew that they could stop.

©2022 CBialczak Poetry

No Second Date: Today’s compilation 4/27/22

FOWC: forgo https://fivedotoh.com/2022/04/27/fowc-with-fandango-forgo/
WOTD: playful https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2022/04/27/playful/
YDWP: shard https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2022/04/27/your-daily-word-prompt-Shard-ydwordprompt-april-27-2022/
Ragtag: narrow https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2022/04/27/rdp-wednesday-narrow/
EM’s RWP: venial https://emkingston.wordpress.com/2022/04/27/e-m-s-rwp-147-venial/
3TC: Yellow, Purple, Blue https://pensitivity101.wordpress.com/2022/04/27/three-things-challenge-946/

I shall forgo my presence
as planned on our first date
I know it just seems playful
But it’s like a shard of fate
Like narrow yellow petals
a flower blue with purple dots
my venial behavior
has got me tied in knots.

©2022 CBialczak Poetry

Leaving Town: Today’s prompt compilation

I was feeling particularly cynical
when it came to
my life
Elegant cars, grand parades
But a melodramatic wife
We lived on the edge
of a town that we knew
the businesses useless
and irrelevant too.
We seemed quite unfit
in the roister found here
As wifey was reticent
As was I, to be clear
Like a carbuncle found
on the butt of a lad
The accessories here
were like some awful fad
We didn’t fit in
like a gold mirror tray
on a gold silk blanket
with tulle
all astray.
So we loaded the car
for a much needed change
we drove out of that town
it was all really strange.

©2022 CBialczak Poetry

Well, that was a doozy! Here is where I got all my words:

Garbage Picker: My compilation, April 25, 2022

Garbage Picker

As outrageous as it is
I went along with her
following the mystery
the rest of its a blur
I felt just like a thief
a protagonist of sorts
digging through the refuse
thinking of the courts
and how to solve the problem
of going through the trash
like zealous little creatures
wanting mustard for their hash
I tried to share her disport
I tried to share the fun
but looking in the garbage
I was glad when it was done.

©2022 CBialczak Poetry

Clean Puppy: Sunday Compilation 4/24/22

In an uncanny way
I saw the big dog shrink
Ensconced in a blanket
as he fell into the sink
no conniving as he sat there
the scent of soap so strong
like a fizzy soda
or the loud sound of a horn
Recognizance was not there
for he was a truthful mutt
strange that he was wrapped up
in an unusual rut
So he jumped out of the blanket
and up out of the sink
A clean and shiny puppy
is all that I could think.

©2022 CBialczak Poetry

Friday 4/22/22 Compilation

Feeling the need to complete so many prompts and challenges has led me to my combining them. Here is todays:


Starting on a brand new book my fingers start to dance
looking for purposeful words, not writing them by chance
the words however stand alone, all lonely, voiceless words
and like the letters on the wind, they fly away like birds.
To start I use the majuscule, to show that I am game
but illness puts a hold on me, I swallow just the same.
Words used to flow like drops of rain on velvet shouldered coats
Now they fly, not solitary, in dusty groups of motes.
So with my pen I push my hand to get the words to flow
When they do not I simply place my pen down and I go.

©2022 CBialczak Poetry

Burn: Ragtag Daily Prompt

Find the prompt here: https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2021/06/18/rdp-friday-burn/

When the sun goes down
and the lights turn on
When the fog rolls in
and it settles upon
the surface we live on
the place where we grow
the place we will wither
and burn and then go
where it will be the time
to turn fast and run
for your life will be over
and your existence is done.

©2021 CBialczak Poetry

Aquiline: Ragtag Daily Prompt

Written for Tracy at RDP community: https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2020/11/12/rdp-thursday-aquiline/


  • adj.Relating to or having the characteristics of an eagle.
  • adj.Curved or hooked like an eagle’s beak.
  • Of or pertaining to the eagle.

Up Here

The view from up here 
is pretty you know. 

You can tell where it’s sunny 
and where there is snow. 

You see the forest of green 
and the oceans of blue 

And you get all of this  
from an aquiline view.  

©2020 CBialczak Poetry