Haphazard Town

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Photo: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein

 

One does not need a plan

To get lost

In this new town

She thought

Right before

She did.

 

 

For The Weekend Writing Prompt: Haphazard

Dedicated to my friend F.C. who at least had the wherewithal to call the local cavalry …

 

 

She Could Not Believe Her Eyes

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Photo: Amitai Asif

 

She could not believe her eyes

As the path forked into surprise

And the end of trail became

Just step one into the game

Long the day stretched on ahead

Hours left for them to tread.

 

For Six Word Saturday

 

May We Be the Adults Kids Need

The link below is to an article by Dawn Haney (thank you, Jenny, for sending it to me). It is very well done and immensely relevant.

Take a moment to read it, and perhaps a few more to allow your realities and reactions to have the room they require and deserve. If you are so inclined, leave a comment below and share your thoughts about the article, of the things you’ve found to be helpful, and the realities of balancing activism with self-care.

In these times of rampant overwhelm and maddening injustice — especially if you carry your own wounds and trauma history — may you find the support you need, the awareness you seek, and the way to provide aid to the vulnerable in the pace and manner you can manage.

And may we all, indeed, be the adults kids need.

May We Be the Adults Kids Need: Healing practices to avoid burnout

From the article. Photo by Brooke Anderson.

 

Green Machine

PHOTO PROMPT © Ronda Del Boccio

 

“Bah,” they taunted. “Your resolutions never last.”

She stewed.

When her twin brothers showed up for their monthly siblings’-dinner, muscles and righteous bravado rippling under too-tight shirts, she knew what they were expecting: Frozen pizza or boxed mac-and-cheese. The usual Candace-can’t-cook stuff.

They sprawled on her couch and let her putter in the kitchen.

“When’s the pizza ready, Sis?” Brian called. “We’re starving.”

She smirked. He and Bobby lectured her alright, but she knew they secretly looked forward to their junkfood fix.

“Oh, no pizza,” she brought out the shot glasses. “Wheatgrass!”

 

For Friday Fictioneers, August 10, 2018

 

Parched No More

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Photo: Ofir Asif

 

Rare drops join

To overflow

Silt and mud

On the go

Desert lands

Scoured so

A stream bed

Parched no more.

 

For the Wits End photo challenge: Moving water

Dedicated to the potential for life that desert rains bring … and to the young souls who were lost in a flash flood earlier this year.

 

In The Weald

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Photo: Inbar Asif

 

Tucked away in the weald

They heard a lone

Fairy sing

Of the flowers she weaves

And the whispers of leaves

Of old blooms

And new blues

And the elves in the yews.

 

 

Merriam-Webster’s word for August 9, 2018:

Weald

This post continues the blogging challenge in which Merriam-Webster’s Word of the Day, serves as inspiration a-la the “Daily Prompt.”

Want to join me? Feel free to link to this post on your blog, and/or post a link to your blogpost in the comment section below so others can enjoy it, too. Poetry, photography, short stories, anecdotes: Go for it!

For more visibility, tag your post with #WordOfDayNY, so your post can be searchable.

“Follow” me if you want to receive future prompts, or just pop in when you’re looking for inspiration. Here’s to the fun of writing and our ever-evolving blogging community!

 

Eight Not Ate

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Photo: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein

 

Eight brown ducks bobbing by

In the shade, under sky

Waiting for humans’ bread

To fall down on their head.

 

For August photo a day challenge

 

Debunked

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So the meetings that were called a lie

Had in fact taken place on the sly

And collusion repeatedly denied

Is now admitted as if justified

While a letter obviously dictated

Proves a propaganda calculated.

 

No question remains

For anyone who has brains

That those who yell out “Fake-news”

Are the ones who perjure and ruse

Just as they who the fact-finders accuse

Are the ones to truth molest and abuse.

 

 

Merriam-Webster’s word for August 8, 2018:

Debunk

This post continues the blogging challenge in which Merriam-Webster’s Word of the Day, serves as inspiration a-la the “Daily Prompt.”

Want to join me? Feel free to link to this post on your blog, and/or post a link to your blogpost in the comment section below so others can enjoy it, too. Poetry, photography, short stories, anecdotes: Go for it!

For more visibility, tag your post with #WordOfDayNY, so your post can be searchable.

“Follow” me if you want to receive future prompts, or just pop in when you’re looking for inspiration. Here’s to the fun of writing and our ever-evolving blogging community!

 

Long Unseen

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Photo: Atara Katz

 

As the stories unfold

Pried from time’s

Stranglehold

Bit by bit

You’ll behold

What the fingers

Of old

Would have seen

Could have told.

 

For the d’Verse Poets challenge: Unseen Things

 

Stepped Up Conversation

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Photo: Dvora Freedman

 

What did she want in that bottle?

What did the store owner allow?

Did her friend understand why it mattered

And how?

Did her own yellow sandals

That fit only sort of

Used to hang in the window

In a bag from above?

What words did they exchange?

Did the girl smile or sigh?

I look at this photo and wonder

What she had asked to buy.

 

 

For V.J.’s Weekly Challenge #10: Conversation