100 Word Wednesday

for: https://bikurgurl.com/2020/10/28/100-word-wednesday-172/

Image of picnic tables on a mulch bed at the Woodland Park Zoo in Seattle, Washington just before Halloween 2020 - with two pumpkins soocially distanced, image by Bikurgurl, October 2020

Michael’s Pumpkin

Okay guys hurry up! Time to go! 

Mom… 

Not now Michael, we have to go. It is almost four o’clock and I have to make dinner. 

But mom… 

Michael, please. Just get in the car. Your sister is already strapped in, I am just waiting for you. 

Mom! 

Michael, I am not arguing with you right now. Just get in the car! Why does there always have to be an argument when we leave the park. You know, next time I will just bring your sister and get Aunt Martha to come stay with you. 

But mom! 

What? 

My pumpkin…. 

©2020 CBialczak Fiction

100 Word Wednesday: 171

100 WORD WEDNESDAYBIKURGURLWRITING CHALLENGE

a 10×10/Vocabularicon poem: https://ronovanwrites.com/2020/10/22/daddys-baby-boy-a-10×10-vocabularicon-poem/

Our Land is Life

We walk down the rows together tonight  
 
To find the treasures that grow in the field  
 
To bring us all out to the working land  
 
To support those who rely on the ground  
 
As the workers are sent quietly home 
 
The growers stand out to provide for us  
 
The ground offers golden life to enjoy  
 
The sun offers us health for life and growth  
 
We will praise the land for what it gives us  
 
We can all come together with nature.

©2020 CBialczak Poetry

100 Word Wednesday

For Bikurgurl: https://bikurgurl.com/2020/10/13/100-word-wednesday-170/

Hope

It wouldn’t be much longer. I could see the golden sun coming up over my Oasis. I would have trees to shelter me as the sun rises into the sky; I will keep my mind focused on its position, so I know where I am heading.  

I wonder if the world at the end of this road will be as bright as it appears now. I need the bright light. I need hope. I need to know what my future holds. 

I will keep my faith alive and know with all my heart that my Oasis lies ahead of me.  

©2020 CBialczak Fiction

100 Word Wednesday

***disclaimer: This is the wrong prompt for October 7, 2020***
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Image by Bikurgurl

What 100 words would you give this image?

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  5. Have fun! I enjoy reading your challenge submissions!

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Hiding

Peter? Peter? Where did you go? I thought you said this game was for me to hide and then you find me, but if I’m here, in some tube with the openings covered, how is that any fun?  

I don’t know why you won’t answer me!  

Peter? Come on, are you there? I can’t even get out of here on my own! You took the stool.  

Whose idea was it anyway that I hide in some tube? 

Whose idea was it to cover the openings?  

Peter, if you are out there, this is a warning, we are no longer friends. 

©2020 CBialczak Fiction

100 Word Wednesday

Written for bikurgurl: https://bikurgurl.com/2020/08/12/100-word-wednesday-161/

Afternoon Walk

What George and Lester hadn’t known was that the storm coming over the mountains was going to be bad. If they had known they wouldn’t have been on the bridge at that hour. Maybe someone would have told the two men to stay home; play a game of chess, have an afternoon cocktail. Maybe the winds would not have pulled off Lester’s cap or taken George’s newspaper right out of his hands. Maybe George and Lester would be home laughing about the old days, the broads they knew, the hearts they broke, the battles they won. Someone should’ve told them.  

©2020  CBialczak  Fiction