Quadrille #155

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Today’s Quadrille prompt word is celebrate. Use the word, or some form of the word, such as celebrated, celebration, etc. in your poem today.

Today

Today we get the chance
So we should celebrate life
Get up and let’s see you dance
Dispel all your strife

See where you want to go
This isn’t some kind of test
Live and love all you want
Trying to be your best.

©2022 CBialczak Poetry

Twiglet #287

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we are cloudless

Truthful

We’re cloudless just in our mind
We think we’re one of a kind
But we’re not
Its what we got
So go see what else you can find.

We’re cloudless mostly by chance
Both sexes can wear so-called pants
No one is best
Give it a rest
It’s all just part of the dance

We’re cloudless didn’t you know
It’s all how we come and we go
Its who we are
near and far
Go let your real person show.

©2022 CBialczak Poetry

TRUTHFUL TUESDAY 7-12-2022

Melanie hosts Truthful Tuesday: https://sparksfromacombustiblemind.wordpress.com/2022/07/12/truthful-tuesday-7-12-2022/

So my question today will be:

What is your honest opinion of the news and how it is shared right now? 
Are we being informed or fed Pablum designed to keep us uninformed and in the dark?

(Pablum: noun LITERARY bland or insipid intellectual fare, entertainment, etc.; pap.) I won’t lie and say I knew what this meant! 😅

I think the news is a disgusting forum for people to spread the information they want people to hear without caring about the entire truth or whose lives are being affected. Before meeting David and starting to understand politics, I never knew that different television stations supported different views of our government. I thought the news was the news, and yes I know there is always bias, but I never knew how far it went. Some nights we watch the news and it is so “one direction” that you get sick of listening. In another moment you are shown horrible tragedy. I think we broadcast what is going to cause the biggest reaction, regardless of content. I do think it is good to let the world know what is going on around them. I mean, without the news we wouldn’t know anything about other countries unless we knew people living there. When was the last time you sat down because you really wanted to listen to what the meteorologist has to say about every day life? Gas prices in the US is on for lets say, 30 seconds at best. What is being done about it? Are there solutions? Who ever works on that? Honestly, I believe Ukraine would be unknown to more of the world than anyone would like to admit.

About keeping us in the dark, I don’t think that regular citizens should know confidential information from Homeland Security, for example. There are people who are paid to keep the country safe. If it was supposed to be public knowledge then it would be. Too many people get these weird ideas from the news. You can’t tell me that some innocent, or crazy person, just came up with the notion that a 3D printer would be the best way to make a real gun. Yes, there are people who know these things and people who have details about it but for the crazies who don’t have that information, why give it out? My biggest issue with the news, and yes I know it is sort of changing, is that these mass shootings and horrible crimes seem to be sensationalized. I think putting them on the news is informative but to play the scenes over and over, day after day, makes it seem like a real big thing, that someone who isn’t in their right, common-sense mind, might think is kind of cool that “so and so” got to be on TV so much. That is just my opinion of course.

Fandango’s Story Starter

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As our eyes met across the busy café tables, I was struck with the feeling that…

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People Watcher by Christine Bialczak

As our eyes met across the busy cafe tables, I was struck with the feeling that you knew. You had this look in your eyes that saw into me. I could tell you weren’t just scanning the room. This has never happened before, this feeling that someone can be inside my head. It was a nice change if I admitted it but that was assuming I was right. This was the first time I have ever seen you and I do know what you are thinking, but can you know what I am thinking? I drop my head and stare down at my newspaper, trying to clear my mind of all thoughts, yours and mine, so I could get a fresh look at you. When I finally raise my head to look back at you, you are gone.

“That was close,” I murmured to myself. It wasn’t that I was afraid for others to know, for you to know, it was just so hard to explain to those who only saw part of me. I mean I have never seen you before or talked to you. I didn’t even know you personally so how could I open up with something so mentally confusing? That was the hardest part; trusting my decision to say something or not. It had happened exactly like this before and the minute I opened my mouth to explain, it was a disaster. All I know is I was relieved to see you haad gone, even though you were pleasant to look at, unlike half of the patrons in this place.

When I first realized my ability to hear people I thought it was just my imagination running wild. I mean, how can you look at a stranger and suddenly know who they are and what they are about? It didn’t happen with inanimate objects; that had been one big failure in that poor, old man’s junk shop. I have to smile to myself when I think of that day. I stood in that shop for hours, trying to hear what all those old junk pieces might say to me, but nope, nothing. It had been disappointing as I thought maybe I could learn some new bit of history that is unknown to the rest of the world. No such luck. The only thing I heard was the old man farting and the scuffing sound as he moved about his shop.

I don’t know when it happened or what it is called. I have Googled the subject thousands of times, coming up with nothing. But it was there, a part of me that could hear right into someone’s thoughts. It was a creepy idea when I said it aloud, I will admit that. Stalker 101, Psychopath Next Door, Fucked-up Weirdo in a coffee shop. Yup, I fit them all, when I didn’t explain myself well.

Looking back down at my paper I began reading the articles on the first page. Nothing exciting. More news about school shootings, which always broke my heart, and of course more about the Republicans versus the Democrats. That topic is really getting old. With all the money they make up there in Washington, why not just buy someone who is completely neutral to come and fix the issues. That seems reasonable to me.

Simply 6 Minutes – Welcome to the Challenge: 07/12/2022


Welcome to the 6 minute challenge!

Today’s prompt is:

https://wallpaper-house.com/wallpaper-id-322800.php


*****For any participants that do NOT like restrictions, please feel free to participate in any way you would like. It is great to read the contributions!****

  1. Set up a timer or sit near a clock so you can keep track of the six minutes you will be writing.
  2. You can either use one of the prompts (photo or written) or you can free-write.
  3. Get ready and write for 6 minutes, that is it! Can you write a complete story? Can you think of a new Sonnet? Can you write 400 words? 400? 500? There are no restrictions on what kind of writing you do, but you should try to be actively writing for six minutes.
  4. After you are done writing, include your word count and then post back to this page #Simply6Minutes or include your link in the comments section. Pingbacks are enabled.
  5. *Feel free to leave your work completely unedited. I believe it is good to see, especially for new writers, that even very seasoned writers don’t write a perfect first draft.*
  6. Have fun, challenge yourself if you’d like, read and respond to others’ posts.

Thank you for participating!

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