Thursday photo prompt: Conflagration #writephoto

This is my entry for Sue Vincent of Daily Echo Thursday Photo Challenge. #writephoto.

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Conflagration.

As they neared the summit Tom said our goal is just another fifty miles. We should see the city lights just over the next ridge.

Though hopeful the lads, who had been marching for five days now since their Chinnook had been shot down, were tired.

Tom the oldest and most experienced soldier reached the summit first. His heart sank, he had managed to keep these lads alive all this time and for what?

One by one the the five other soldiers joined him at the top of the ridge. “What the #### ? ” They exclaimed, Jared, the youngest asked ” what’s going on Sir?”

Before Tom could answer they saw a huge aircraft of sorts flash across the the city. It dropped its payload “drop” shouted Tom, knowing as he did it was useless they were all dead.

42 Day Thirty One

Jane Dougherty has come up with a theme for May . It is 42, now Jane describes it thus: “42 after Douglas Adams’ answer to the question of life, the universe and everything. The form is like the Cherita in its structure with a bit of added interest. The first line/stanza asks a question or makes a statement that begs a question, the second stanza/two lines sets the scene or the background, the last stanza/three lines answers the question or resolves it in some way.

Today’s Cheritas from day 27 to day 31 are about my ( I hope) last few weeks of weaning myself off of Gabapentin. It’s a neauropathic pathic painkiller. I have been on it for over eight years I have weaned myself down from four times six hundred mgs a day to one hundred mgs twice a day. With no great help from the doctors who just want to hand them out like sweats to keep you quite. This week I am altinating between one hundred mgs morning and night one day and just one hundred grams in the evening on the alternate day. It is hard,harder than I thought. This last part is so hard I just want to reach for the pills. So you guys can help me by listening to me writing it out. A big thank you for baring with me.

Am I afraid

Can this battle be won

I am so tired I fear I can go on

At the end of the tunnel is a light

Towards it I take flight

Freedom from hell’s worth the fight.

42 Day Thirty

Jane Dougherty has come up with a theme for May . It is 42, now Jane describes it thus: “42 after Douglas Adams’ answer to the question of life, the universe and everything. The form is like the Cherita in its structure with a bit of added interest. The first line/stanza asks a question or makes a statement that begs a question, the second stanza/two lines sets the scene or the background, the last stanza/three lines answers the question or resolves it in some way.

Today’s Cheritas from day 27 to day 31 are about my ( I hope) last few weeks of weaniny myself off of Gabapentin. It’s a neauropathic pathic painkiller. I have been on it for over eight years I have weaned myself down from four times six hundred mgs a day to one hundred mgs twice a day. With no great help from the doctors who just want to hand them out like sweats to keep you quite. This week I am altinating between one hundred mgs morning and night one day and just one hundred grams in the evening on the alternate day. It is hard,harder than I thought. This last part is so hard I just want to reach for the pills. So you guys can help me by listening to me writing it out. A big thank you for baring with me.

Sleep has deserted me

Night hours drag hot then cold

The Night Terrors are set free

A thousand spiders crawl

But I will beat them all

I shall be survive and be free

42 Day Twenty Nine

Jane Dougherty has come up with a theme for May . It is 42, now Jane describes it thus: “42 after Douglas Adams’ answer to the question of life, the universe and everything. The form is like the Cherita in its structure with a bit of added interest. The first line/stanza asks a question or makes a statement that begs a question, the second stanza/two lines sets the scene or the background, the last stanza/three lines answers the question or resolves it in some way.

Today’s Cheritas from day 27 to day 31 are about my ( I hope) last few weeks of weaniny myself off of Gabapentin. It’s a neauropathic pathic painkiller. I have been on it for over eight years I have weaned myself down from four times six hundred mgs a day to one hundred mgs twice a day. With no great help from the doctors who just want to hand them out like sweats to keep you quite. This week I am altinating between one hundred mgs morning and night one day and just one hundred grams in the evening on the alternate day. It is hard,harder than I thought. This last part is so hard I just want to reach for the pills. So you guys can help me by listening to me writing it out. A big thank you for baring with me.

Can I leave the house

Fear is eating me up

I am as scared as a mouse

Keep checking the doors

They’re locked it can be done

Step out into the sun

42 Day Twenty Eight

Jane Dougherty has come up with a theme for May . It is 42, now Jane describes it thus: “42 after Douglas Adams’ answer to the question of life, the universe and everything. The form is like the Cherita in its structure with a bit of added interest. The first line/stanza asks a question or makes a statement that begs a question, the second stanza/two lines sets the scene or the background, the last stanza/three lines answers the question or resolves it in some way.

Today’s Cheritas from day 27 to day 31 are about my ( I hope) last few weeks of weaniny myself off of Gabapentin. It’s a neauropathic pathic painkiller. I have been on it for over eight years I have weaned myself down from four times six hundred mgs a day to one hundred mgs twice a day. With no great help from the doctors who just want to hand them out like sweats to keep you quite. This week I am altinating between one hundred mgs morning and night one day and just one hundred grams in the evening on the alternate day. It is hard,harder than I thought. This last part is so hard I just want to reach for the pills. So you guys can help me by listening to me writing it out. A big thank you for baring with me.

Can I really do this

It’s taken so long

It feels all wrong

Every inch of me aches

My stomach quakes

Yes I can really do this

42, Day Twenty Seven.

Jane Dougherty has come up with a theme for May . It is 42, now Jane describes it thus: “42 after Douglas Adams’ answer to the question of life, the universe and everything. The form is like the Cherita in its structure with a bit of added interest. The first line/stanza asks a question or makes a statement that begs a question, the second stanza/two lines sets the scene or the background, the last stanza/three lines answers the question or resolves it in some way.

Today’s Cheritas from day 27 to day 31 are about my ( I hope) last few weeks of weaniny myself off of Gabapentin. It’s a neauropathic pathic painkiller. I have been on it for over eight years I have weaned myself down from four times six hundred mgs a day to one hundred mgs twice a day. With no great help from the doctors who just want to hand them out like sweats to keep you quite. This week I am altinating between one hundred mgs morning and night one day and just one hundred grams in the evening on the alternate day. It is hard,harder than I thought. This last part is so hard I just want to reach for the pills. So you guys can help me by listening to me writing it out. A big thank you for baring with me.

Why should I stop the pill

It’s too difficult and it hurts

Skin crawling , energy in spurts

The medication is not needed

The want in my brain is seeded

I feel so ill, I must stop the pills.

Colleen’s Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 86, Fantasy & Merry, #SynonymsOnly

This is my entry for Colleen Chesebro of The Fairy Whisper‘s Weekly Tanka Tuesday.

This week’s words to use synonymously are Fantasy and Merry.

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Joyfully I watch

All children happy at play

Imagination

Running wild as they take flight

The world of make believe calls.

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