Day: August 12, 2020

Fiction Flashfiction Photo Challenge Random Writings

100 Word Wednesday

Written for bikurgurl: https://bikurgurl.com/2020/08/12/100-word-wednesday-161/

Afternoon Walk

What George and Lester hadn’t known was that the storm coming over the mountains was going to be bad. If they had known they wouldn’t have been on the bridge at that hour. Maybe someone would have told the two men to stay home; play a game of chess, have an afternoon cocktail. Maybe the winds would not have pulled off Lester’s cap or taken George’s newspaper right out of his hands. Maybe George and Lester would be home laughing about the old days, the broads they knew, the hearts they broke, the battles they won. Someone should’ve told them.  

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What day is it anyway?

If I spent all day, into this evening, thinking it was Tuesday does that mean I have to think tomorrow is Wednesday or settle with the fact that I missed a day this week and follow today by Thursday?

Christine Bialczak

Christine Bialczak poetry Random Writings

Twiglet #189

For: https://thetwiglets.wordpress.com/2020/08/11/twiglet-189/

Blooming white

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Is that a bride I see with a veil flowing behind her in the soft wind
where there are billowing clouds starkly seen against the blue sky
as she holds the roses with fresh baby’s breath against the chest of her
new husband’s rented tuxedo shirt?

I just decided to write about things that just popped into my head when I thought of “Blooming White”. I guess that is the point of the Twiglet.