sibilant: Ragtag Daily Prompt

For Ragtag Daily Prompt: https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2020/06/11/rdp-thursday-sibilant/

sibilant:
adjective.making or characterized by a hissing sound.”his sibilant whisper” sounded with a hissing effect, for example ssh.
noun: a sibilant speech sound.

I really have no idea how to use this word or what to do with it!
I will read through some other contributors and maybe come up with an idea.
I was almost thinking of that character who always had the whistle when he spoke, even though I can’t remember who that was either. I think they had a Bugs Bunny Cartoon character with this problem.

Protest: ragtag daily Prompt

Written for Emily at: https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2020/06/05/rdp-friday-protest/

The protests

There’s something to say about how people act 

As if they don’t have enough crimes they have packed, 

Into their minds to become forgotten quickly 

Surely, they know that their acts are sickly.  

The people who protest are doing it right 

Standing and marching night after night. 

Leaders are helping while others are not 

Remember respect is earned and not bought.  

©2020 CBialczak Poetry

delightful: Ragtag Daily Prompt

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2020/03/16/rdp-monday-delightful/

Someday soon

Isn’t it delightful  
to get out of your house 
to see your next  door neighbor 
to kiss your loving spouse? 

Before we knew what happened 
we were locked up in a  jail 
no where left to go because 
COVID tipped the scale. 

But now that we are able 
to go where life will lead 
Take your own precautions 
before you do proceed.  

No one is immune yet 
no matter how we hope 
A vaccine is on the way they say 
until then try to cope.  

©2020 CBialczak Poetry

Sandwich: Ragtag Daily Prompt

For: https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2020/03/29/rdp-sunday-sandwich/

I would love to write a poem like my favorite author, Shel Silverstein. Do you all know his poem, Peanut Butter Sandwich? http://holyjoe.org/poetry/shel5.htm

But, I wouldn’t want to ruin a good poem or copy a great author so I will come up with my own. Now, you all may think this poem is fiction, but it is not!

My Favorite Sandwich

Bologna and some mayo 

On good ole Wonder bread 

Makes the world’s best sandwich 

Don’t try Miracle Spread. 

You can try some mayo 

And let it sit a bit 

Cause once it’s warm and blended 

You just devour it! 

©2020 CBialczak Poetry

Sunshine: Ragtag Daily Prompt

Sunshine

Wash over me with your delicate rays, keep me warm when I am cold, light my way when it is dark, feed my body when it is needy.

©2020 CBialczak

 

Ragtag Daily Prompt: Explosive

Free Verse:

Tummy Trouble

I felt fine at first 
then I felt the grumble 
there was a slight rumble 
then a sharp pain in the lower left 
next to my belly button 
then a gurgle 
a squeaky whistle from inside 
can anyone hear that?
the gurgle came back  
followed by a pain 
almost in the middle 
of my lower back 
which would explain 
being hunched over 
or maybe that is to 
hide the noise 
if I look will I see movement?
but if I can just get there 
without any problems 
my life won’t be marred 
by an explosion!  

©2020 CBialczak

From: https://wordpress.com/read/blogs/147335988/posts/8788

Ragtag Daily Prompt: rhyme

Take the Time

Come with me,  
Take a ride. 
Put your work 
And fears aside. 
Take my hand. 
Hold on tight. 
I will take you 
On a flight 
To the places  
You want to go 
Nowhere gets 
The answer no. 
What’s your passion? 
What’s your love? 
Take my hand 
It’s in my glove. 
Hold on tight 
For you might fall. 
I’ll pick you up 
No job too small. 
I’ll work with you 
To find your dream. 
Come with me 
Join my team.  
I will rhyme 
You can sing. 
Take the time 
I’m offering.  

©2020 CBialczak

Ragtag Daily Prompt: goodbye

There once was a woman who lived on a hill. She was a smart woman, friendly to all beings. One day this woman, whose name was never revealed, suffered a terrible loss. She had to say goodbye to the ones she loved.
Later that same month the woman saw a young couple crying. She thought they were lovely, young, and probably newly married. The woman approached the couple, not wanting to startle them, and quietly took a seat next to them. The couple looked over at the woman, and since she didn’t spark any curiosity, they turned back to each other and began to cry again. The woman sat quietly. About ten minutes later the young man turned to the woman and asked her why she was still sitting there. The woman said she sat down as soon she saw them both crying. The young woman turned to the older woman and told her that they had lost their unborn baby. The woman laid her hand on both of their intertwined hands. “You will find peace once you are able to say goodbye. Know that God has an angel.”
The young couple nodded their heads that they had heard. The quietly stood up and began walking away.
The woman also stood up and began walking home. She felt close to the young couple because they too had lost someone they loved.
From that day forward, the woman vowed to be there to help others who were in terrible pain from losing a loved one. She wanted them to know they would never be alone.

©2020 CBialczak