Month: May 2020
Thursday photo prompt: Guardian #writephoto
Where is help?
Who is the guardian of this world?
Who is helping to maintain peace?
Our beautiful world is crashing
like the waves on the shores
breaking people
destroying lives
drowning individuals
soaking life
And carrying it all out to open, endless waters.
Who will throw a life saver?
Who will save those who are drowning?
©2020 CBialczak Poetry
Written for Sue Vincent’s #writephoto: https://scvincent.com/2020/05/28/thursday-photo-prompt-guardian-writephoto/
everyone of every color should reblog this video:
Spread the words of Martin Luther King Jr. https://www.nobelprize.org/prizes/peace/1964/king/lecture/
Now is the Time We All Need A Great Leader~
The leader of our country should be the first person to lead the country in the right way! Discrimination and Racism is disgusting!
We need words and acts of wisdom, ethics and compassion, from our leaders now more than ever. Since this is utterly lacking, take heart from the words of a truly gifted leader that could never be more relevant than today.
“Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere. We are caught in an inescapable network of mutuality, tied in a single garment of destiny. Whatever affects one directly, affects all indirectly.”
“Letter from Birmingham Jail,” April 16, 1963
“Out of the mountain of despair, a stone of hope.”
“I Have a Dream”, Washington, D.C., August 28, 1963
My heart breaks for George Floyd, his family, and our country. Are we not better people than this?
There are no cheers…
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The Sunday Whirl: Wordle #458
Words: order, whiskey, empty, lift, touch, frothy, dish, singe, breathe, cottage, eggs, smoke
Written for: https://sundaywhirl.wordpress.com/2020/05/31/wordle-458/
Bill’s Binge
Bill lifted his head off the pillow with a groan. Had he really been the only one to empty that bottle of cheap whiskey? It had been years since he had touched the stuff and now here he was beginning a whole new chain of events that start his path to nowhere.
Last night he remembered walking into the bar on South Street. He was hit with a wall of smoke that singed his lungs, making it hard to breathe. Sitting at the end of the bar he had wanted to order a beer, the frothy head leaving a light mustache above his upper lip. He couldn’t recall now what had made him change his mind.
Running to the bathroom, Bill recalled ordering a dish of hash and eggs; both of which were creeping up his throat, ready to erupt like a giant volcano out of his mouth. He never did learn that eating and whiskey did not go well together.
Bill reached the toilet in the cottage just in time to retch into the bowl, rather than the floor or the tub. That made his life a little easier, just not less painful or humiliating. The worst part of it all was that he couldn’t recall who he talked to last night and what he may have said. Would he be able to show his face at work after a night like that?
©2020 CBialczak Fiction
From my desk: 06/30/2020
Good night to all of my WordPress Family and Friends!
Tomorrow I will probably be absent from the computer. David and I have plans to meet some people at a Winery about an hour away. I haven’t been there in at least three years. I loved it then, hopefully I will love it tomorow!
Please stay safe!
Peace and Love…Stop hating….
Homecoming: FOWC with Fandango
Written for Fandango: https://fivedotoh.com/2020/05/30/fowc-with-fandango-homecoming/
Doris loves Bill
She knew the day was coming
when Bill would come to call
it was time for Homecoming
No time to walk the mall.
But a dress is what she wanted
to wear in a shade of blue
just so she could stand out
would Bill even have a clue?
The day will soon be coming
that Doris can dance with Bill
Her love for him immeasurable
Her love for him free-will.
©2020 CBialczak Poetry
Date: Saturday Six Word Story
Written for: https://thesoulsearchersite.wordpress.com/2020/05/30/saturday-six-word-story-prompt-6wsp-40-may-30-2020/
©2020 CBialczak
Stream of Consciousness Saturday
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “spay/splay/spray.” Use one, use two, use ’em all, it’s up to you. Have fun! https://lindaghill.com/2020/05/29/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-may-30-2020/
Marcy walked down the street with little Milly on her new pink leash. She was scheduled for her spay this coming Friday. Marcy hated to think about the pain that Milly would endure, but knew it was healthier to spay her; the vet said spaying cuts down the chance for cancer.
Milly loved walking on her leash. She was tiny but she acted like a big dog. It was when Brian walked around the corner with his mastiff, Jack, that Milly got so startled she jumped and then fell onto the grass, splayed out like a ragdoll puppy. She got up quickly but was terrified by Jack’s size. Marcy tried to calm Milly, telling her that both Brian and Jack were friends.
Marcy and Brian decided to walk the rest of the way back to the apartment complex together. They had been friends for years, meeting while they moved in on the same day four years ago. Marcy will never forget how Brian was carrying in a box of books when her old neighbor Ester started spraying him with the hose accidentally. She had been watering the flowers in front of the complex and Brian got in the way of the water flow.
Brian secretly wished he could ask Marcy out on a date but now that she had her new puppy, she would be busy. He could use the excuse of walking the dogs to spend time with her though!
©2020 CBialczak Fiction
The Sunday Muse #110
Written for: http://thesundaymuse.blogspot.com/
Billy’s rocket
Billy didn’t know it
but when he did his belt
he had a giant rocket
around his shoulders like a pelt.
He thinks he will stay warm now
since fire is keeping him warm
Does he know the fire
Is a need to feel some alarm?
Billy looks above him
at the stars up in the sky
He wishes he could fly there
Soon it will be his goodbye.
©2020 CBialczak Poetry
Stine Writing 
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