
Photo: Na’ama Yehuda
A pick up?
Jeep duplex?
A jacuzzi inside?
This hybrid is
A heck
Of an over-decked
Ride.
(Yep, this one’s odd even for Manhattan …)

Photo: Na’ama Yehuda
A pick up?
Jeep duplex?
A jacuzzi inside?
This hybrid is
A heck
Of an over-decked
Ride.
(Yep, this one’s odd even for Manhattan …)

Photo: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein
Surely all would admit
Something here does not fit
King or not
No one ought
To require this bed
For their camped royal head.
Friday Fictioneers’ photo prompt © Connie Gayer
He didn’t want to hear a word against the possibility.
“It is a round world, Meg,” he said,
And listened not to facts nor feasibility.
“China is there at the bottom, you will see.”
He said and spread the shovels all around for company.
It’s been a long first year of him retired
And the days stretched on.
“Go ahead, dear,” Meg agreed,
For China may let her keep her sanity indeed.
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Photo: Amitai Asif
The tail wagged a welcome and the tongue lolled excitement, but the head swiveled back to the mess.
Guilty faced.
A chewed up slipper lay dead by the remnants of the morning’s newspaper.
The throw from the couch draped itself over spilled dog food, one corner deep at drink from the water bowl.
Wet soil from the tipped over planter paw-printed itself on the floor, the forbidden-to-jump-on cream-colored loveseat, the rug.
The pooch looked around as if to find another culprit.
He yipped hopefully. Maybe you didn’t see …?
When subterfuge failed, the penitent tucked tail and proceeded to ‘hide’ behind the sheer curtain.
A moment passed.
A nose peeked out, a rueful paw over one eye.
“Are you maybe not mad anymore, person of mine?”
For The Daily Post

Photo: David J. Fred
She refused to retreat
In the face of defeat.
She pursed lips, furrowed brow,
Still the bead would not bow.
Pushed into the string’s knot
It slid off … yet she fought.
All suggestions were waived
She refused to be saved.
Five more minutes she spent
String nor bead would relent.
Just as frustration frayed …
Cookies came to her aid.
For The Daily Post

Photo: Atara Katz
A pot, a plate, a shelf, a hook.
A bed on wheels, food in a nook.
Unlikely home, perhaps, but look
At least you’ve got a place to cook!

Photo: Chagit Moriah-Gibor
In the fraction of time
Where taking flight
Meets the flash
An illusion exists
Defying speed
And wings’ slash.
(Worry none: No birds were harmed in the taking of this photo … )

Photo: Ofir Asif
Is the center of city
Somewhat an unlikely space
To transport apparitions
That seem so out of place,
Or do they
Just like others
Feel at home on this Earth?

Photo: 1940-50 Philadelphia Phillies Patch
(Dedicated with a hug to a little dude in a mood … )
You fret
You toss
You turn
You snooze.
You pray your team
Won’t ever
Lose.
You wake up
Early
Hear the news.
You shout
You cry
You read reviews.
Time for some
Pancakes
To sweeten
Blues …
For The Daily Post
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