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Leaving
Everything
That
Has
Atrocious
Loathing
©2021 CBialczak Poetry
When I walk out of my house
and I look up towards the sky
and I see a scary spider
I let out a lethal cry
I don’t know why they scare me
but its true they always do
If you’re not scared of spiders
I wish that I was you!
©2021 CBialczak Poetry
Check out the prompt: https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2021/09/03/rdp-friday-nervous/
Don’t ask me if I’m nervous
I’d lie and tell you no
you’d ask me how I’m feeling
and where’d those feelings go.
It isn’t like I’m private
or thinking of what to do
its just that I am waiting
for someone just like you.
So take my hand and follow
me up to my still spot
then sit and have a coffee
and share just what you’ve got.
I know it’s surprising
I’m really not so blunt
I just want you to see that
it’s you I really want.
©2021 CBialczak Poetry
Tied tight together or under the desk
left in the dark closet to sleep perhaps
The old gray shoes that lay quietly now
like an old Trumpet that used to play Taps
But never outspoken
nor under the weather
my tangled shoelaces
like my old comfy sweater
©2021 CBialczak Poetry
Find the word here: https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2021/05/30/rdp-sunday-friend/
All along our lives we go
with friends and pets and people we know
but have we thought about the rest?
the people whom we don’t know the best?
From pain of sickness to that of sorrow
I know I will still have tomorrow
and finding new relations to toast
reminding ourselves it’s not right to boast.
©2021 CBialczak Poetry
Find it here: https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2021/03/16/rdp-tuesday-storm/
Each day, a new pattern
of stormy weather
requiring expert navigation
in unchartered waters
with no direction or guidance
only the hope that
we will make it out together.
©2021 CBialczak Poetry
FInd the info here: https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2021/03/07/rdp-sunday-blanket/
Like a blanket of snow
Laying upon the frozen ground
During the early morning
No movement nor a sound
Asleep for time unknown
Beneath a frosty sheath
Waiting for the spring
The life waits underneath.
©2021 CBialczak Poetry
Check this out here: https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2021/02/21/rdp-sunday-backbone/
“Don’t you have a backbone?”
I don’t know how this means that you have guts!
And how does having guts make you stronger? Don’t all people have guts?
Does having guts mean you are careless since you might try stuff other people won’t?
If you “have no backbone” how are you surviving?
When I think of no backbone I think of jellyfish but then I wonder how anyone can say that a jellyfish is a wimp? Have you ever been stung by a jellyfish? They might not have a backbone but they sure do get you good!
This then makes me think of all the other things that don’t have backbones but that could still kill you, like a snake.
Do spiders have backbones? I don’t think so but they sure are brave going wherever the hell they want regardless of who cares or not.
To join in go to: https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2021/01/23/rdp-saturday-spark/
When I look at you, I feel it.
When I think of you, I feel it.
When I talk to you, I feel it.
The spark that you ignited
when you told me you love me
burns so brightly
and feels so good.
©2021 CBialczak Poetry
I wear one to hide my shame
I wear one to keep me safe
I wear one to stay alone
I wear one to block my fears
Take one off to show the world who you are
Take one off to feel pride in who you are
Take one off to come together with others
Take one off to say you will survive
hiding from myself
living close always alone
wishing acceptance
©2020 CBialczak Poetry
To participate go to: https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2020/12/15/rdp-tuesday-mask/
Written for Tracy at RDP community: https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2020/11/12/rdp-thursday-aquiline/
aquiline:
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
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