Simply 6 Minutes: Welcome to the challenge: 09/15/2020

Today’s Prompt:


*****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. (Most of the time I barely get 200 words!)
  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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Jack, what the hell are we going to do with that thing?

Listen Larry, I told you to just stand there and look busy while I get this thing out of here.

Jack and Larry were busy with the tank of clones. No one knew what the Boss had been working on but he said they were ready. Jack and Larry had flipped a coin to see who would actually reach into the water and pull it out. Neither of them knew if this thing would bite or be poisonous. The only thing they could think of was either the pet alligator Boss always wanted or the Man-of-War jellyfish he was trying to make more deadly than nuclear weapons. Jack was really hoping for the alligator, even though it meant possibly losing a finger in the process.

Jack, have you got a hold of it yet?

Larry, will you give me a sec? I mean if you want to reach in and fish around for whatever is lurking under this mucky water go right ahead but if I’m the one that has to do it I’m only making little ripples until it comes to the surface.

Boss wouldn’t have had you reach in if it was the Man-of-war.

Well, he may have had you reach in but I’m the dumby who did the coin toss and lost!

Thanks a lot. So much for thinking we were friends.

Jack and Larry continued to wait but whatever it was below

©2020 CBialczak Fiction

Proud: Your Daily Word Prompt

Written for: http://dailyprompt.wordpress.com/2020/09/14/your-daily-word-prompt-proud-ydwordprompt-september-14-2020/

The Proud Cat

The cat in the hat 

Looked right at himself 

saw what he liked

Proud of his pic on the shelf 

He wanted the children 

To feel his way too 

He knew that he’d get it 

He’d make them brand new 

He started with babies 

And the diapers they wear 

He wanted them pretty 

On their babes’ derriere. 

He went on to toddlers 

Who toddle around 

He told them to giggle 

He just loved the sound 

He looked at the boys 

And he told everyone 

That they were so handsome 

With that he was done. 

The girls he just smiled 

For their beauty was there 

The cat told them never 

Settle for less than their share. 

The parents they loved him 

That cat in the hat 

They loved his whole message 

And encouraged him that.

©2020 CBialczak Fan Fiction

Caravan: Word of the Day

The Cat in the Hat is back with families….

The cat tries to help

The cat was in line 

With most of the kids 

The parents lined up  

With their ball cap lids. 

They lined up together 

One after one 

Thinking this caravan  

Would be lots of fun 

The animals snarled 

The kids they just yelled 

The parents still marveled  

At how the moon swelled. 

When out of the box 

A boy took a jump 

He thought that he’d ride 

On a camel’s one hump 

But the cat had been there 

Running about 

And he scared that camel 

Who then scampered about 

And his hooves they did wreck 

The sides of the cage 

Everyone got scared 

Everyone of each age 

But the cat he knew better 

And raised up his hands 

“Listen to me 

And stop the horns, the yelling. the bands! 

We must get the camel  

And the zebra there too 

To be gentle creatures 

Gentle to me and to you.  

We must work together 

To calm them both down 

Before we proceed and  

We head out of town.”  

©2020 CBialczak FanFiction Poetry

Prompt #303: Now that’s awkward!

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https://poeticbloomings2.wordpress.com/2020/09/13/prompt-303-now-thats-awkward/

Complete this simile,

“AS AWKWARD AS ______________”

A visit to the “Sex toy removal Doctor”

The day you walk in
you try not to look
at the other ones waiting
you hang your coat on a hook

Everyone stays
with their eyes looking down
Being here’s worse
than seeing a clown

No matter what music
or noise in the air
you all know you’re waiting
but speak? No one’ll dare.

Out the nurse comes
calling your name
as awkward as knowing
that you even came.

©2020 CBialczak Poetry

Exhausted: Ragtag Daily Prompt

Written for RDP: https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2020/09/11/rdp-friday-exhausted/

Can’t Sleep

At night I lie sleepless looking at the ceiling 
wondering what it is that keeps me awake. 

There haven’t been any storms near me 
no fires, no earthquakes.  

And when I awaken in the morn  
exhausted from my night
my head is pounding 
my lids are heavy 
my throat is dry 
my body doesn’t want to move.  

At night I lie awake looking at the ceiling 
wondering if I will fall asleep soon. 

I think of the stars, of God, and of love 
And wonder who really lives on the moon.  

©2020 CBialczak Poetry

Obnoxious

For: https://fivedotoh.com/2020/09/10/fowc-with-fandango-obnoxious/

Since I am on a One-Word Poem kick, here goes….
Well, first let me “thank” Fandango for such an obnoxiously difficult word!
This poem makes nearly no sense at all, but given the limited words and letters it is all I could come up with!

My Bio

I don’t want to be a snob  
my boss is so obnoxious  
He wants me to cry and sob  
When he tells me “take a bus”  
 
I know that very soon  
I will see in the sun  
The heat’s a helpful boon  
I learned that from my son.  
 
So get out of that box  
And hold the little nub  
Of horn right on that ox  
Instead of reins, this sub. 

©2020 CBialczak Poetry