#Thursday photo prompt – Bleak, a poem

Robbie's inspiration

This week Sue gave us the word bleak to use for the photo prompt. She also gave us a photo, as it is a photo prompt, but I have chosen to ignore the photo and just use the word because I wanted to write this humorous poem [sorry Sue!]. You can join in the fun here: https://scvincent.com/2017/11/23/thursday-photo-prompt-bleak-writephoto/.

The disappointment


Into Santa’s sack

young Willy did peak,

What he saw there

made him feel quite bleak.


His wooden sword

was nowhere to be seen,

How could Santa Clause

be so jolly mean?


Where had Santa hidden

his electronic device,

and the great, big snake

that you fed white mice.


There was no sign

of his ball and bat,

or the much desired

pet black rat.


In fact, all he could see

with his furtive looks,

Was a lot of objects

that looked just like BOOKS!


I still…

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About Sue Vincent

Sue Vincent is a Yorkshire-born writer and one of the Directors of The Silent Eye, a modern Mystery School. She writes alone and with Stuart France, exploring ancient myths, the mysterious landscape of Albion and the inner journey of the soul. Find out more at France and Vincent. She is owned by a small dog who also blogs. Follow her at scvincent.com and on Twitter @SCVincent. Find her books on Goodreads and follow her on Amazon worldwide to find out about new releases and offers. Email: findme@scvincent.com.
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3 Responses to #Thursday photo prompt – Bleak, a poem

  1. Thank you for sharing my poem, Sue.


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