#Writephoto: Tomb

The Tomb

KL posted a fantastic picture for this week’s prompt! https://new2writing.wordpress.com/2021/10/07/writephoto-tomb/

Rising slowly
above the mist
the corpse will come
he has a list
of those to visit
of those to haunt
like your uncle Paul
and then your aunt
and then he’ll go
and find you shaking
to see what kinds
of trouble you’re making
he’ll laugh and grin
and you will scream
like the ghosts of hell
in a real bad dream.

©2021 CBialczak Poetry

#WRITEPHOTO – Emerging

To participate find it here

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High above the dusty ground
he came alive
without a sound.
He came to life
to hurt the one
to whom his soul did
wait upon.
The bricks and mortar
were no gate
to keep this raging
lover’s hate
For he had loved
but now he’s dead
Coming for some blood
to shed.

©2021 CBialczak Poetry

#writephoto — Bandstand

Band Stand

You could hear the squeal of laughter as the children ran round and round the bandstand. In a few hours the grass surrounding the bandstand would be filled with checkered blankets laid out with wine and cheese. Despite the antsy behavior of the children a couple sat drinking in their own quiet solitude of the morning. The air was warm and the sun, hidden behind a thin layer of clouds, peaked through every few minutes as the wind moved them along the sky.

Time in the grass
waiting for the show
warmed by the sun
but shaded from the glow
children playing sprightly
while parents bide their time
Soon the music started
an evening so sublime

Check the prompt here

©2021 CBialczak Poetry

Thursday photo prompt: Circle #writephoto: A reblog 15th October

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Mr. Berry

Mister Baxter Berry 
lived out by the trees. 

He hated to have visitors 
he was very hard to please. 

He’d walk alone in darkness 
he really loved the night. 

We thought that he was creepy 
to see him caused us fright. 

When one day we went looking 
to see how he had been. 

We only found the remnants 
of the house that he lived in.  

©2020 CBialczak Poetry

Thursday photo prompt: #writephoto

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https://pensitivity101.wordpress.com/2018/07/12/thursday-photo-prompt-wishes-writephoto/

Ribbons

Ribbons in the fairy garden 

Blow in the breezes so soft 

Colors for each and all to enjoy 

Branches keep them aloft. 

Promises whispered 

Wishes can come true 

Into the fairy garden 

An angel walks with you. 

Set your heart on your sleeve 

And allow fairies to share 

The love that they know is desired

Breezes blow love in the air.

©2020 CBialczak Poetry

This weeks #writephoto: Causeway

Written 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

Thursday Writephoto

Written 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 I never  
have warned you before.  
They will show up late 
right at your front door. 

©2020 CBialczak Poetry