For Sue’s challenge: https://scvincent.com/2020/05/21/thursday-photo-prompt-painted-writephoto/ Painted Love is born If I could paint my love for you I’d find the things that made me smile With all the color and the hue I’d search and search every mile. I’d walk the bridges that were built to span the waterway I’d soar the skies and search the clouds Forever and a day. And […]
MoreThis is for Sue Vincent’s #writephoto. I may be a week late but better late than never, right? https://scvincent.com/2020/05/14/thursday-photo-prompt-dance-writephoto/ The word is dance The big day They told me this would be an okay spot, but now I’m not so sure. I mean it is a long walk to the actual dancing area. What if the […]
MoreWritten for Sue at: https://scvincent.com/2020/05/07/thursday-photo-prompt-causeway-writephoto/ The horizon Pink mixes with shades of blue blanketing the ocean meeting at the horizon. Water flows back to the sea Knowing where it came from Aware of where it wants to be. Peaceful harmony two worlds collide as they make a perfectly straight line. ©2020 CBialczak Poetry
MoreWritten for Sue Vincent’s writephoto: https://scvincent.com/2020/04/23/thursday-photo-prompt-eve-writephoto/ Monsters in the night Into the dark night with their fire ablaze the monsters take flight their strength will amaze. You won’t be safe now not ’til they are dead We need to stay safe and clear in the head. Fight hard for your life it’s all for real they don’t care if you do hurt or don’t feel. Don’t say […]
MoreWritten for Sue Vincent’s Challenge: https://scvincent.com/2020/04/16/thursday-photo-prompt-otherworldly-writephoto/ The traveler He looked and looked and he could see that the world was near empty. He did not know how far he’d come and now stuck here felt sort of dumb. Where was he now? Where should he go? alone in here how would he know? Oh me, oh my he started to cry Without some help he knew he’d die. With only one pair of pants He had to hurry he […]
MoreHosted by Sue Vincent: https://scvincent.com/2020/04/09/thursday-photo-prompt-bells-writephoto/ Sweet Scent of Bells I made my sticks a teepee and hoped that they would stay I wanted to enjoy the bells in case they went away. I sat amongst the flowers like living in a dream the fragrance was as soft as silk and smelling like a cream. I found myself reliving my joyful days of […]
MoreThis week’s prompt ~ Wistful Morning will come Soft, pink skies lay lowThe moor is shrouded in fogA new day starts soon ©2020 CBialczak Poetry Written for Sue Vincent’s Thursday Prompt: https://wordpress.com/read/feeds/3193846/posts/2639384402
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