Colleen’s 2020 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 165 #PhotoPrompt – Moon

Well, guess who had the honour of choosing this month’s prompt photo?

Me, that’s who! And I took it myself, as well!

Remember, it’s syllabic poetry that Colleen wants from us!

So, here’s the photo.

Two senryu for you you, 5/7/5, 3/5/3 and 2/3/2

I smile at the moon
Peering through the eerie clouds
Light, in my darkness

Ritu 2020

Moon appears
Through the eerie clouds
My night light

Ritu 2020

Moonbeams
through the clouds
my light

Ritu 2020

And you can check out the challenge here.

Choice #writephoto

Sue’s #WritePhoto prompt, this week:

So many choices
Each promises adventure.
Which way do I turn?

Ritu 2020
#writephoto

Daybreak #WritePhoto

Sue’s #WritePhoto prompt:

The sky is alight
A flame-filled sky signalling
The start of daybreak

Ritu 2020
#writephoto

#WritePhoto – Keep

Sue’s #WritePhoto prompt this week:

“When you’re dealt a King, never reshuffle. You may just end up with a joker.” That’s what my mother always said. “I’m not talking about playing cards here, Emira, I’m talking about life. Take heed.”

Well, I’d found my king, and there was no way I was planning on reshuffling this particular hand that life had dealt me.

Jonathon was perfect. Good looking, dashing, fantastic job, loaded family, and what’s more, he was due to inherit a huge ancestral pile from a recent death in his family. Old uncle Whatshisname. Oh, I don’t know.

What I do know is that the old boy had a real castle that he had lived in, up until his death. It was set on acres of land, in the middle of Kent.

I’d be like a princess, or a queen, even, living on my own castle – if Johnny was to propose, that is.

We’re driving down there no, as it happens, to view the new property. I can’t wait to get my first glimpse of my mansion. Oh, the parties we’ll throw! My Insta feed will be full of photos of my new home. I wonder if it has a real throne in there?

Wait, he’s slowing down… What the heck is that?

“So, what do you think, darling? It’s a bit rundown, but imagine what we could do with the place?”

I turn to look at him, disgust etched across my face.

” I want to go home, Jonathan. Now.”

King? Nah, a joker with ideas above his station, more like!

***

“So, son, what did she think?”

“Mummy, you were right. A true gold digger if ever I saw one. One look at the battlement ruins and she was off. Thank goodness you told me to take the back route. If I’d gone up to the main entrance, she’d have seen the real castle, and I’d never have been rid of her.”

“Mother always knows best, my dear.”

Presence #writephoto Colleen’s 2020 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 159, #PoetsChoice

I’ve decided to combine two prompts for this one piece of syllabic poetry, a haiku/senryu with feeling, Hairyu, anyone?

I have combined the photo from Sue’s #WritePhoto prompt, and entered this in to Colleen#s weekly syllabic poetry challenge, #TankaTuesday. This week it is Poet’s choice of words!

Six silent sentries
Watching our every move
Nature's Guardians

Ritu 2020

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