Casket most precious
Gathered trinkets from times old
A small collection
Of buccaneer gems and gold
What tales for us do you hold?
Padre
Trinkets
treasure
Treasures Galore
CCC #52
“Seventy-three, seventy-four, seventy-five. Damn.”
“What’s wrong?” Danielle asked. “Isn’t it right?”
“I think so,” Tammy replied. “But it also seems wrong, somehow.”
“What do you mean?”
“Well when we started we were only one step off when we came to the stream. Then we compensated and the old well was just where it was supposed to be.”
“Yeah, so what’s the problem.”
“The map indicates that we should have entered the woods after three hundred paces. Which we did, and the huge chestnut was in the right place too. But this last instruction says that the treasure is at the base of the forked tree. And seventy-five paces has brought us here, in the middle of a five of them. Even if we start with the closest, we will be digging all day,” Tammy explained.
“That won’t do. My mum said I needed to be home before six.”
“Mine too.”
Padre
Crimson’s Creative Challenge #52
Curse Unearthed?: A Tanka
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Unearthed sepluchre
Tutankhamun treasures found
Gold sarcophagus
Ancient mysteries revealed
A curse amongst the wonders?
Colleen’s 2019 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 151 #SynonymsOnly Here are your two words for this week: Dig & Grave
The tanka is a thirty-one-syllable poem, typically written in a five-line, 5/7/5/7/7 syllable form.
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