#TANKA TUESDAY #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 210 #SYNONYMSONLY #Senryu Past & Present

Colleen’s Syllabic Poetry challenge: Use synonyms of the prompt words in any of the syllabic poetry forms.

Past & Present

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Start the day today
Not thinking of yesterday
But of the future

Ritu 2021

One Line Wednesday – #1LinerWeds – Vaccination

“If it’s offered, take the vaccination, please.”

Ritu, 2021

A few extra lines to support this one.

It appears that so many in the BAME community, a community of people disproportionately affected by COVID-19, are not taaking up the offer of the vaccinations that are being given, right now.

Why, I don’t know.

Thing is, we will never get ourselves out of this hole if we don’t all do all that is humanely possible, to help the situation.

Please, get vaccinated, and if you have an elderly member of your family, ensure they take up the offer.

I haven’t seen my family in months, and until we get things under control, I have no idea when the next time is, that I will feen the embrace of my parents.

I know many of you are in similar boats.

Pops and I are working with a friend of mine who works in the NHS to help create videos in many languages, with the simple message, to send out to the BAME community, in order to reach those that may not understand, or be fearful of the injection.

Let’s work together to do this.

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For Linda’s #1LinerWeds challenge

Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 342 ROUGH and Season.

Ronovan’s Weekly Haiku challenge:

Rough & Season

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The rough bark exposed
In this cold winter season
Branches pray for leaves

Ritu 2021
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#SoCS – Jan. 23rd – Blank Sliding Off

Thhis confusing post was brought to you, thanks to Linda’s #SoCS Prompt this week:

Your prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “close eyes and point.” When you’re ready to write your post, open a book, a newspaper, or whatever is handy and close your eyes and point. Whatever word or picture your finger lands on, make that the basis of your SoCS/JusJoJan post. Enjoy!

I looked to the right and the book next to me was Sugarbread by Balli Kaur Jaswal. The music was playing and I closed my eyes, and danced around with the book, as my daughter watched, laughing at her strange mother.

I opened it at a page and pointed, then opened my eyes and looked and I had chosen a blank page.

Blank.

Does that mean I get a blank canvas? I get to choose whatever I want to write about! I danced about again in exhileration, then the joy killer, aka Lil Princess, said “That’s cheating!”, and she made me do it again.

So the second time I closed my eyes, danced around and opened my book, my finger landed on the phrase ‘slide off‘. She then proceeded to giggle as my face took on a confused expression.

What am I supposed to write about?

I can’t even separate the words, as my finger was slap bang in the middle of them, and we have to play this by the rules. (Though if that is the case, I should stick with blank...)

So maybe I’ll think about the weather and all the rain we’ve had here in the UK, recently. I’ve had a few days where I have sat in the car and watch the raindrops race down the outside of the car, gather, and gently slide off the edge of the wing mirror…

Oh, my, Ritu. What on earth are you typing?

I haven’t a clue. My mind is blank.

I think I should just slide off, right now, slip away, quietly, whilst you, my reader Peeps, scratch your head and wonder what on earth I’m on about…

Til next time!

January 21: Flash Fiction Challenge – Well, Someone Saw The Light…

Charli’s Carrot Ranch flash fiction prompt.

January 21, 2021, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story that rephrases “light at the end of the tunnel.” Think of how the cliche replacement communicates a hopeful ending and aligns with your character or story. Go where the prompt leads!

Well, Someone Saw The Light…

“That’s it, babe, we’re nearly there!”

Becky took one look at her boyfriend, Jake, standing there at the other end, camera poised.

Dear God, if only she was able to get up, she’d have grabbed the camera, flung it in the bin and clouted him, one, before getting on with the job in hand.

Another wave of pain.

“Yes, babe! Nearly at the finish line. Come on, one more push and-”

She pushed, she delivered, she smiled, as her prize was handed to her. 

Another grin as she saw Jake sprawled on the floor.

Silly git fainted, didn’t he.

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