Fandango’s Flashback Friday

Check it out here: https://fivedotoh.com/2021/09/03/fandangos-flashback-friday-september-3rd/

Here is a poem from last year, same day…
To me it was heartwarming seeing that it was for Sue’s prompt…I know a lot of people miss her.

https://christinebialczak.com/2020/09/03/thursday-photo-prompt-serenity-writephoto/

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Written for Sue’s prompt: https://scvincent.com/2020/09/03/thursday-photo-prompt-serenity-writephoto/

Morning

Blue skies illuminated 

Clouds covering the sun 

Morning begins early 

Quiet land waits peacefully 

A new day begins 

©2020 CBialczak Poetry

#writephoto — Bandstand

Band Stand

You could hear the squeal of laughter as the children ran round and round the bandstand. In a few hours the grass surrounding the bandstand would be filled with checkered blankets laid out with wine and cheese. Despite the antsy behavior of the children a couple sat drinking in their own quiet solitude of the morning. The air was warm and the sun, hidden behind a thin layer of clouds, peaked through every few minutes as the wind moved them along the sky.

Time in the grass
waiting for the show
warmed by the sun
but shaded from the glow
children playing sprightly
while parents bide their time
Soon the music started
an evening so sublime

Check the prompt here

©2021 CBialczak Poetry

#WRITEPHOTO – STEPS

Steps – Image by Jemima Pett

Find it here: https://new2writing.wordpress.com/2021/05/27/writephoto-steps/

It wasn’t much farther but Bethany didn’t know if her legs would get her there. She had been walking for so long that she hadn’t realized she was almost home. Just a few more steps…By now she had blisters on both heels from her cheap sneakers and an ache in each of her big toes from that horrible pedicure she had spent way too much on. Why didn’t she think of these things before she left? It didn’t matter now. In a few dreaded steps up she would enter the alley that led her to her door. She couldn’t wait to get in bed and forget this whole thing had happened.

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

Thursday photo prompt: Circle #writephoto: A reblog 15th October

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Mr. Berry

Mister Baxter Berry 
lived out by the trees. 

He hated to have visitors 
he was very hard to please. 

He’d walk alone in darkness 
he really loved the night. 

We thought that he was creepy 
to see him caused us fright. 

When one day we went looking 
to see how he had been. 

We only found the remnants 
of the house that he lived in.  

©2020 CBialczak Poetry

Photo Challenge 335

https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2020/10/06/photo-challenge-335/

They say to go with it.
I’m trying.
Why is this going in slow motion?
What was I thinking anyhow?
Did I really need to run that fast up the stairs.
Damn carpeting.
I told Bruce the wood was better.
I guess Bruce was thinking of me at a time like this.
Carpet is softer.
How will I land?
I don’t want to get hurt.
Go with it.
Let it happen.
It hurts less.

WTF! Ouch!

©2020 CBialczak Fiction

What do you see?

When I look into the distance

When I look into the distance 
I see you walking 
with someone new 
without me 
smiling 
laughing 

When I look into the distance  
I do not see us together 
I am alone 
without you 
frowning 
crying 

When I look into the distance 
my hopes for tomorrow 
are as far away 
as you are 

©2020 CBialczak Poetry

Thursday photo prompt: #writephoto

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https://pensitivity101.wordpress.com/2018/07/12/thursday-photo-prompt-wishes-writephoto/

Ribbons

Ribbons in the fairy garden 

Blow in the breezes so soft 

Colors for each and all to enjoy 

Branches keep them aloft. 

Promises whispered 

Wishes can come true 

Into the fairy garden 

An angel walks with you. 

Set your heart on your sleeve 

And allow fairies to share 

The love that they know is desired

Breezes blow love in the air.

©2020 CBialczak Poetry