Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 354 FORM and Mourn.

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Today I chose a Tanka for Ronovanwrite’s Weekly Haiku Challenge.

the Independent

He was her liegeman
He served this Nation so well.
Now she stands alone.
She will not cry in public
The form is grief in private

The Wedding of the Year.

They have told us we have to go

But where to I just don’t know.

There’s going to be a wedding here.

The wedding of the year.

This is the worse time for me.

Temperatures are dropping you see.

And as there’s lots of rain.

My blanket’s soaked, that’s a pain.

I can’t get work because I have no address

I can’t always wash so I smell and look a mess

The sight of us may mar the day for Megan and Harry

They don’t want to see the homeless on the day they marry.

So the Royal Borough of Windsor
are going to make us go.

To where we do not know.

Close your eyes Prince Harry and Megan Markle

Then you won’t see life as it really is outside the castle.

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The wedding is in May.

Will we be cleared away

Banned from entering the town

Will they bar us, will they hose us down.

The shop keepers, who don’t like us, will be celebrating

This must be the chance to clear us out for which they have been waiting.

Harry and Megan are people of the world

They’ve seen us in the doorways huddled and curled.

The council want us moved at this time.

Because the wants of, royals and business are prime.

They have told us we have to go

But where to, I just don’t know.

There’s going to a wedding here

The wedding of the year.

I am afraid that the police will move us on

Where will we go, our little bit of shelter will be gone.

I have no problems with the happy couple .

I just wish they knew how much we struggle.

But we’re the bottom of the pile

Out of their sight as they wave and smile.

God Bless Harry

Is he the stuff of fairy tales this handsome young soldier by the name of Wales.

Photo credits BBC

He is off to prove he is a common man to join the ranks and fight for his grandma queen in Afghanistan .

He’s climbed mount Everest with veteran amputees, he gave his best.To highlight  their plight  for you and me they are not treated too well you see.

After fighting for their country and their queen, disabled they are left without jobs though to work they were keen. For many who return life can be lean and mean.

He has his faults that is true and he has done things I would not want to know my son might do! He likes and drink and maybe a smoke and pretty girls he does not need to coax.

But what ever his faults I do not  care, he really is just an honest brave lad with ginger hair. I am so grateful that he should go out to fight in a far off land with strange names like Helmand and Bastion. I would not want my sons to go, neither does his nan or dad, I know.

photo credits google images

So thank you Harry  this is a good thing you do, going off to war when you know you do not have to do. I don’t know if this war is wrong or right  that is something we could argue on all night. I have one thing more to say. Harry, may God protect you both night and day

Is he the stuff of fairy tales this handsome young soldier by the name of Wales.

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