From my desk: 01/22/2020

Freezing

I’m here in St. Petersburg, Florida visiting my father and stepmother. It is so cold! This morning it was only 38 degrees Fahrenheit. I came here for warmth! Anyhow, I am cold.

Yesterday my friend Lyn-Ann and I spent the day at Epcot Center. Again, a cold day. I have woken up this morning with a runny nose and minimal voice. It was beautiful though.

I am heading to Tampa International Airport to pick up Lindsay. She will stay with me and Grandpa until tomorrow then she heads to the east coast. I head home on Saturday.

Have a peaceful day. With the cold I am sure I will be indoors for most of the day and will check back to see what writing challenges I might be missing!

Prosery 1/20/20: “The Rock cries out…”

Tribute to a King

The Rock cries out to us today,    
“Rejoice in the memory of a legend.” 

Very few men will influence our country, as he. 
No individual should try to be superior 
to someone who so openly loved others. 

You may stand upon me, but please do not  
squash me or my memory. 
Find comfort in being as good as he. 

It is with pride that we may remember  
to be kind to all people 
no matter their race or color. 

Be proud to be kind, be happy to be strong 
in your beliefs.  
be open to diversity. 

Embrace change, encourage acceptance 
But do not hide your face. 
There is no shame in doing what is right. 

We must take pride in honor 
and teach those younger and less wise 
what it means to be human.  

Take pride in knowing  
you always do the right thing.  

©2020 CBialczak

 

Wordle #164

Mythy’s Strawberry Patch

Once upon a time there was a woman who the townsfolk called a Mythomanepenned Mythy for short, as she was known for her outrageous stories. It was so well known that she even called herself Mythy. Well it was a new morning and Mythy knew she would have to spend the day picking the most perfect strawberries for her well-known jam. She would make a batch, load it in her wide wagon, and swivel through the busy streets selling her product.  

Mythy set out this morning to get her berries. She left the front door and started walking down the walkway, as if she were a model on a runway. She used the lightest steps, so as not to hurt any insects crawling along in their little clusters. Within moments Mythy was at her strawberry patch where the lightest strawberriesperfect in shape and size, grew. After a few hours of picking Mythy felt like her day had been cheated by busy work. Euchred, she sat down amongst her prize strawberries and cried. She knew she would never complete her jam today.  

©2020 CBialczak

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FOWC with Fandango: egregious – my second entry!

adjective: outstandingly bad; shocking.

Right now I am listening to the television playing in the room next to me. It is the Dr. Phil show. The topic is “Bullying Moms”.

It is egregious, the things that a mother would say to her child. It is egregious the things that people say to anyone! I don’t understand how anger or hurt can build such a rage in someone that they want to physically and emotionally abuse anyone or anything. It is so disgusting to me. It makes me angry. It makes me feel rage!

Whether it is children, the elderly, veterans, or animals, I could become physically ill thinking about the lives some people are enduring right at this moment as I am typing, comfortable and reasonably happy. There are so many stories. There are so many people/things hurt. I cannot understand it at any depth.

©2020 CBialczak

Eugi’s Weekly Prompt – Laughter – January 13, 2020 BY-EUGENIAON

My first impulse is to write a poem using the word “laughter”. I do have to first state that one of my favorite things to hear is a baby’s laughter…a sound of the angels!

Laughter 

In the night the circus comes  
 
and with it brings a clown  
 
Don’t let laughter come out  
 
He’ll want to take you down  
 
Into the ring before you  
 
To make you seem a fool  
 
The creepy clown is laughing  
 
You’re acting like a tool.  
 
He thinks he’s being funny  
 
Although that isn’t right  
 
The only way to stop him  
 
Is to go home for the night. 

©2020 CBialczak

 

Eugi's Weekly Prompt – Laughter – January 13, 2020