Simply 6 Minutes: 8th February

Di’s response to this broken woman. Thanks for participating!


Christine is our host for the Simply 6 Minutes photo challenge. Another good choice this week. You can join in here


They say that I am Two Faced,
I wish if only they knew
The story behind the facade
Distinguish the false from the true.
My eyes see more than before me
Around corners, even behind my back,
My hearing echoes in chambers,
And my head feels out of whack………..
I am constantly hearing voices,
But no-one is there to speak,
Am I going crazy?
Or am I desperately weak?
They say the scars will fade
Until then I hide my shame
Of being two faced and ugly,
My world cannot be the same.
My life is not as you’d think it,
There is no dark and light,
When they put me back together
Something just wasn’t quite right.

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Simply 6 Minutes – Hear me roar

Trish’s response with some hope. Thanks for participating!


#simply6minutes #stinewriting #flashfiction

Shattered. In mind, body and soul.

Struggling to find the strength to carry on.

It feels like I’ve been in a car crash.

No warning. The joint accounts are wiped. My BFF turned on our 20 years of friendship, for a man. Mine.

To top things off, he left his grotty skateboard on the front steps of our apartment, which I tripped over as I left for work this morning.

Fuck it all!

I need to find the strength of a lion, my inner tigress.

I weakened in the gaze of a man, enfolded in his virile, very masculine strength. I forgot that I am woman, and I can roar, stomped down on my voice, waved off concerned friends, placated worried family.

As I wait in the emergency ward, sitting on a bed, sewn up and drugged for the pain, I ponder. And reach the conclusion that I gave up…

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Thank you Ami for your participation!

Gypsie’s Wonderful World of Words

By Ami (Gypsie) Offenbacher-Ferris

Simply Six Minutes Challenge 2/8/22


Picture prompt provided bySTINE WRITING

My face in the mirror

is not me

I can see through

the reflection

to the other side

Where my true self resides

hidden and broken

Shattered into so many pieces

each one sharp

cutting into my soul

Can you not see

what your cruel words

and false compliments

have done to me?

No longer human just a shell

Cracked beyond recognition

of what was or could have been

Unrepairable remnants

slivers of a true self

shards of glass within the sand

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Burying the Past

It is so sad to me to see the past being buried, literally! I love the old brick roads. If they are still around doesn’t that mean they are better than the paved roads that we keep putting on top?

CBialczak Photo 02/08/2022

Three Things Challenge

Hosted by Di at pensitivity101

Your three words today are:

In front of the castle there stood a tall guard
with a sword and a shield and a gun
when asked if his job was brutally hard
he grinned and said it was fun.
He held out a card at the end of his sword
with his name and his number complete
He gave it to pretty young girls he adored
and asked them to tea and to meet.

©2022 CBialczak Poetry

Simply 6 Minutes – Welcome to the Challenge: 02/08/2022

Welcome to the 6 minute challenge!

Today’s prompt is:

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*****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!


Blogging Insights — New Format # 29 — Spam

This week Tanya has asked our opinion of this quote;


Successful people don’t spam.” — Adrienne Smith

I would never spam someone on purpose.
When I first started blogging someone told me I should include the ads in my blog because I would make money every time someone clicked on the ads. This to me was almost like spamming. It took away from everything I wanted to convey in my writing.

When I started the fundraiser for the scholarship in my son’s name (to honor his legacy) I did sort of “spam” a bit but it was only a link to the fundraiser and to people on my list on LinkedIn. Even if someone clicked on it there was no gimmick nor did it do anything bad to your computer. I guess it depends on what you consider spam. I did send out individual messages to everyone and actually reached my max one day, but it was for a good cause. Is that still spam?

E.M.’s Sunday Ramble Prompt #11

Amy is our hostess for the Sunday Ramble.

This week’s topic is “Would You Rather?“.

Here are the questions:

  1. Would you rather be the hero that saved the girl or the villain that took over the world? I would like to be the villain that takes over the world so that I can change whatever I want and get rid of some of the problems and drama.
  2. Would you rather have a skin that changes color based on your emotions or tattoos that appear all over your body whenever you are dishonest? I would rather have skin that changes color based on my mood. You know when you are out shopping and the guy outside the shop is panhandling and asks if you have some money and you say no. Well, if I gave to every person that panhandles for the sake of not having my liars’ tattoos come out I would be out there panhandling too because I’d have nothing left. That isn’t to say that I don’t give to the needy, I do, but there are limits.
  3. Would you rather have unlimited pizza   for life or unlimited tacos   for life? Unlimited pizza because you can have more toppings, no sauce, white sauce, different kinds of cheese, all that to get different tastes. I think with tacos you sort of always have a “taco” type taste.
  4. Would you rather own a key that can open any door for you or be able to visit any place you want? I would rather be able to visit any place I want. I don’t care if I have to knock on all the doors if I get to travel!
  5. Would you rather wake up in a dark forest or wake up on a deserted beach? Definitely on a deserted beach. In my mind there is less chance of a crazy serial killer being on a beach than in the forest.

Three Things Challenge #867

Di hosts this challenge

Your three words today are:

Once upon a time
in a world not far away
there was a great big man
who worked hard night and day
he had a slate car park
right where he parked his bike
he saw a horror movie
it’s one he didn’t like
he thought the scenes were boring
the characters were dumb
he knew he’d rate this movie
with a down stroke of his thumb.

©2022 CBialczak Poetry

A Very Random Challenge ~ Love Is In Da Blog 2022

Today the theme is A Love Song from February 7th, 1942

When looking on the internet for songs I found that I really didn’t enjoy many of them. One thing I did notice was the nostalgic reminder of Bugs Bunny cartoons…the background music sounded much like this song I chose.

I Don’t Want to Walk Without You

All our friends keep knocking at the door
They've asked me out a hundred times or more
But all I say is, "Leave me in the gloom"
And here I stay within my lonely room

I don't want to walk without you, Baby
Walk without my arm about you, Baby
I thought the day you left me behind
I'd take a stroll and get you right off my mind
But now I find that
I don't want to walk without the sunshine
Why'd you have to turn off all that sunshine?
Oh, Baby, please come back or you'll break my heart for me
'Cause I don't want to walk without you
No, sire