What do you see? # 57 November 23, 2020

To participate go to Sadje’s site: https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2020/11/23/what-do-you-see-57-november-23-2020/

The Cat brings Cake

Today the Cat stopped by at noon 
he knew it was the day 
the children’re home and not at school 
they’d want to laugh and play. 

He thought he’d bring a tasty treat 
to start the day off right 
A cupcake full of sweet sugar 
He could eat in one big bite. 

The children were so happy when 
the Cat knocked on their door. 
They had their books and writing out 
laid all out on the floor. 

The Cat told them to clean it up 
today was a day for fun 
The children knew the cat was right 
In a minute they were done. 

They took a blanket off the bed 
and laid it out real straight. 
The three of them sat down right there 
The three of them just ate. 

When the food was good and gone 
the Cat he began to cry 
The kids were full and needing a nap 
They quickly said goodbye. 

As the Cat left there he said to them
“See you soon on another day!”
He said he’d come another time 
to have more fun and to play.

©2020 CBialczak Poetry Fanfiction

Friday Fictioneers! 11/20/20

PUBLISHED NOVEMBER 18, 2020 BY ROCHELLEWISOFF

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Too Scared

I haven’t taken a step outdoors in months. What if the virus is just floating in the air around my home? The plants are growing in my walkway, a walkway that hasn’t been used. The sun is shining, I should be outdoors. Is it safer in the sun or in the shade? Does sun kill the virus or does the lower temperatures? Is it here on the railing, where the postman placed his hand as he delivered my letters yesterday? Although I stand here, door open, sun shining, I cannot get myself to step onto the stoop. I’m too scared.   (100 words)

©2020 CBialczak Flash Fiction

What do you see # 56 – 16 November 2020

To participate go to Sadje’s blog: https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2020/11/16/what-do-you-see-56-16-november-2020/

Waiting

I wait and watch  
knowing that you are out there 
wanting to know where I am 
and what I am doing. 

I wait and watch 
knowing that when you find me 
you will want more of me 
than I am willing to give. 

I wait and watch 
knowing that I cannot escape you 
for you know where I go 
and I cannot hide. 

I wait and watch 
knowing you hold me captive 
to bid your calling and suit your needs 
and I will never be alone.  

I wait and watch 
and you are always there. 

©2020 CBialczak Poetry


 

Sunday Muse # 133

Morning Amazing Musers! I know it has been a crazy time, and an even crazier week, so here is an image to take your minds off  things.  I look forward to seeing the directions you all take!  http://thesundaymuse.blogspot.com/

Victory

When waves of dread wash over you 
and the salt burns your lungs and eyes 
the flame of hope stays brightly lit
We can hear your victory cries.

©2020 CBialczak Poetry

Thursday photo prompt: Copper #writephoto

Thanks to Di from pensitivity101 for helping to keep #writephoto up and running. Peace to her and to Sue! Enjoy and write on! :

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She walked quickly, the leaves noisy under her sneakers. The trail was turning up ahead and she didn’t understand why this part of the path looked so unfamiliar. Where were the other runners? She started to feel some unease. Was someone following her? Was someone watching her from behind the autumn trees. Her pace was quickening in conjunction with her heart rate. She tried to convince herself that she was causing the anxiety, that her mind was doing all the manipulating. But the feeling was too real. She glanced down at her phone. No service. What now? She no longer felt safe, she felt very afraid. Her slow jog turned into run when her mind started thinking about the serial killers who did these things on purpose.  

©2020 CBialczak

Three Line Tales 249

three line tales, week 249: a crow in front of the full moon at dusk
photo by Lavkush Gupta via Unsplash

For Only 100 Words: https://only100words.xyz/2020/11/05/three-line-tales-249/

Before the moon drops to reveal a new day, the raven sits and waits to see if death will be coming to call.
This lonely raven caws softly, hoping to fly soon, as the sky starts to brighten.
Tonight is a good night, the raven continues to sit, death is nowhere near; a quiet night is a fine-spun night of peace.

©2020 CBialczak

What do you see # 54 – 2nd November 2020

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Thanks to Sadje for hosting another What Do You See photo challenge
https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2020/11/02/what-do-you-see-54-2nd-november-2020/

Being a Bear

If I were a grizzly 
I’d have some huge, sharp claws 

If I were a polar bear 
Cold snow wouldn’t bother my paws 

But I’m a little panda bear 
with black eyes right from birth 

My arms are black as are my legs 
including around me in girth.  

©2020 CBialczak Poetry

Tale Weaver – #299 – Over The Top – October 29th

Brad’s Rope Course

Brad was so proud of himself. He had worked for the past two weekends, up and down ladders, installing posts and brackets, to make a new ropes course in the backyard. The great thing about it, he had thought, was that with people being on the ropes course, squirrels would stay out of the yard and away from Marj’s bird feeders. He led Marj out to see the new course; he had a wide grin on his face. Brad looked over at Marj and his smile disappeared. Maybe she didn’t like the ropes course at all?

Brad, What is with all the ropes in the backyard?

Well, you know how you said you wanted to feed the birds? I saw the other morning that there were squirrels hanging onto all of the feeders and there was barely any food left.

And so you thought you would give them a better walkway to the feeders?

Haha, Marj no! I figured if I set up a ropes course the squirrels would see that it is an area for humans, not for birds, and they wouldn’t bother.

Brad, don’t you think they can tell when there are no humans on the ropes course?

Well, yeah I guess so.

So, don’t you think they would use your ropes course as an easy way to get to my birdfeeders when no “humans” are out there?

Well, then maybe it wasn’t the best plan but it is an awesome ropes course!

©2020 CBialczak Flash Fiction

For MMLM Tale Weaver: https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2020/10/29/tale-weaver-299-over-the-top-october-29th/