
Photo: Na’ama Yehuda
Ringed by the City’s
Towering scape
The reservoir
Invites a pause,
A breath of calm
Escape.
For the Tuesday Photo Challenge: City

Photo: Na’ama Yehuda
Ringed by the City’s
Towering scape
The reservoir
Invites a pause,
A breath of calm
Escape.
For the Tuesday Photo Challenge: City

Photo: D. Freedman
In between the wish for more
And need for less
She paused to let the breeze pass
Through
And transform her
From the rushing steps that never seem to
Gain foothold
On life,
To the tranquility of what is
Yet
to be left
Behind.
For the dVerse poetry quadrille challenge: tranquility

Photo: Na’ama Yehuda
Layered cakes of history
Over turquoise water
Topped with jungle hats
And splurged with hidden wonders
Under every gentle splash
And kayak paddle pat.
Info and so on: Ang Thong National Marine Park is a fabulous archipelago of 42 islands in the Gulf of Thailand. It features amazing limestone mountains, jungles, sandy beaches, waterfalls, and hidden sacred lakes. About an hour fast-boat ride from Koh Samui, it is a protected area of about 100 square kilometers of land and sea and is home to an abundance of exotic wildlife and sea creatures (snorkeling is something you’d really wanna do!). Kayaking, diving, and hiking some of the rocky mountains make for a fabulous time. The Blue Lagoon (AKA Emerald Lake) is absolutely mandatory to climb to!) . Usually a day-trip boat charter from Koh Samui or one of the neighboring islands, there are also some rustic bungalows and tents available for overnight stay. Our family did the day trip from Koh Samui last summer, and it was fantastic!
For the Sunday Stills challenge: Parks

Photo: Inbar Asif
The sweetness will mellow,
Proofed with time,
To become its own rich
Memory
Of ways
To be wise
Be full
Be kind.
For Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Vintage in 22 words

Photo: Tucker Good on Unsplash
Before first light was when she meant to leave, and working through the night she made sure to have everything she needed with her. When that was done, she double checked that all other items were stuffed into bags or packed inside boxes or sorted into their respective containers. It mattered to her that things maintain their places: on shelves, by couches, under cabinets, in canisters, outside on the terrace, underneath the eaves up at the attic, even stacked along the small shelves that she’d tucked between the twin beds of the guest room or strung across the top of the door-frame inside her closet. She believed it important for one to have whatever they needed near at hand while at the same time not letting life be scattered all over toward disorder.
It wouldn’t do to seek something and not find it untill after it was too late to be of any use. Or worse, redundant instead of necessary.
She was leaving and had no plan for or intention of return. But when they found the place, she wanted whomever it was to know that she had made arrangements on their behalf and had been on top of things to ensure their life, too, could be sufficiently organized.
(Just went to town and had some prepositional fun with that, I had … )

Photo: A. Asif
The rough cut
Will conform
Tree to log by
Saw and hew,
So it merges
With others
To build shelter
For you.
For Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: Things made of wood

Finally.
They sent the younger children on their way. They cleaned up after breakfast. Hung the wash. Made the bed. Picked up after the husband, the father in law, the older sons (who in almost all cases were sprawled, asleep, with an empty plate of this or that by their side, as boys of certain ages seem to be).
The market waited. And the dinner to start. But for the next hour, there was just them. Their gossip. Their shared stories of the minutia of struggles and laughter.
It was their sanity’s lifeline, midday at Juanita’s “Whale Of A Time.”
For Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers

Photo: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein
The key to every
Good adventure,
And a day out
To sights see,
Is a how to prevent a
Misadventure
By finding a good place
To pee.
(Note: I know I took some liberty … with the concept of “the key” … And, yes, I’ve used the photo before, but sometimes you just got to have another ‘go’ … 😉 )
For the Tuesday Photo Challenge: Key

Photo by Rosie Ann on Pexels.com

Her hand clasped the steering wheel and she fought against the tears that threatened to blur the road ahead.
The wheels whirred over miles and miles of black as the stars spread a rotating canopy over her car. A bug atop a line drawn in the sand, she was. A smidgen on the wide expanse of life under the heavens.
She won’t go back.
She could not allow it.
He had her squelched under his thumb for so long that she did not recognize her own face in the mirror. Her eyes had become a stranger’s.
“There are times,” her mother once said, “when a woman must believe herself. You may think yourself broken, but you will love again the stranger who was your self.”
She’d thought it cryptic at the time, melodramatic.
She understood now. “I’m coming home to myself at last, Mom.”
For the dVerse Prosery prompt: Love after Love in 144 words
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