Welcome everyone to my blog. It is with great pleasure that I share another Flash Fiction challenge. Suzanne Burke, an award-winning author, has provided a photo prompt, which is quite beautiful of a wolf in a wintry scene. I love the photo and wrote the Tanka poem as shown below.
WINTER SNOW HAS COME AND I'M LOST FROM THE WOLF PACK BUT I DON'T GIVE UP SEARCHING THROUGH THE SILENT WOODS HOWLING WITH MY HEAD RAISED HIGH
My thanks to Suzanne Burke for providing this flash fiction challenge. I invite you to go to her website, read her amazing books, and follow her blog. I encourage you to try to write just a one liner, a short story, or a poem based on that week’s photo prompt. https://sooozburkeauthor.wordpress.com/
What thoughts and images come to your mind as you look at the photo prompt? What emotions come forward? Fear? Loneliness? Danger? Sadness? I look forward to reading your comments. Thank you for reading my blog.
KAREN INGALLS, AUTHOR, BLOGGER & SURVIVOR 
There is a testament to strength and endurance in this, Karen. I loved it!
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I wrote three different Tanka poems but decided on this one because it seemed to tell more about the characteristics of a wolf. Thank you, Mae.
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Hi, Karen. There’s nothing more heartbreaking than the sound of a wolf howling. A lone wolf is a sad wolf. They need their family and friends––their pack. I loved your tanka. It describes wolves the way I see them, proud, resilient, and steadfast. ❤
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When we had a cabin in northern MN, we occasionally heard the howling of a wolf. I loved the sound. They are so much like humans in many ways, which is why I am fascinated by them. Thank you, Vashti.
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A lovely Tanka to share with everyone, Karen. Thanks so much for taking part again. I have just featured it on the challenge site. 😊
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Thank you, Soooz.
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Beautiful reminder to never give up, Karen, even in the most dire situations. Xo
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How very true. A lesson for us all. Thank you, Denise.
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Beautiful, Karen! Always with our heads raised high, no matter how lost we feel! Thank you!
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If our heads are raised high, we show strength and endurance. We see loneliness, depression, and a sense of being lost when the head is down. Thank you, Jan.
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Lovely, Karen. You’ve offered a glimpse of a wolf not often seen and you’ve managed it through just five lines. Wow! Great job. ♥
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Gwen, thank you for your observation. I appreciate it.
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