Photo: Smadar Halperin-Epstein
If your party is pure happy
And your Mama’s talents
Flow,
There is nothing like a minion
To give your day a mighty
Go.
For the Tuesday Photo Challenge: Birthday
Mighty Minion
Life and love
The Loophole
PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
“Why would anyone choose this tomb?”
Sally’s voice ricocheted in the clearing. I felt my face flush and dug my nails into my palms to keep from responding.
“I realize they don’t need light, but what do they have against air?”
“They’re blind, you know, not deaf,” Mark noted dryly. I could’ve kissed him.
Sally shrugged. She leaned forward and slapped the wall. “Thick walls. I bet they’re as good as.”
“Or not.”
Sally boomeranged off the wall as if electrocuted.
A hand waved out of an arrow slit, two inches from her waist.
I grinned.
“Come right in. Dinner’s ready.”
For Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers
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All That Shines
Photo: Adi Rozen-Zvi
All that shines
In the glitter
Of candles lit,
Stories told,
Holds the breath
Spent in prayer
O’er Gods
Dressed in gold.
For the Photo a Week Challenge: Gilded
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Come Play!
Photo: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein
I can play in the tent
I can play with these balls
But to have you play with me
Is what I want most of all!
For Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Play
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Window Wonder
Photo: Inbar Asif
If the world’s reflected
Like a mirror
In the windows
Of your mind,
Would you know to tell
The difference
Between inside
And outside?
For Lens-Artist Photo Challenge: Windows
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Waiting for Panav
Hyderabad, India (Photo: Pixabay)
“Can you see him?” Aashi danced on the balls of her feet. “Is he here?”
Her sister slowly passed the binoculars over the crowd.
“Maha!”
Maha sighed and adjusted her sari. She had taken Aashi to the roof because the girl’s incessant buzzing got on Dādī’s nerves. Grandma was anxious enough for Uncle Panav’s arrival without her youngest granddaughter upsetting the chapati.
“He’ll be here soon,” Maha allowed. She didn’t really think she’d be able to spot him. Still she kept the binoculars trained on the market hive below.
Heat rose from the street, stirred by hawkers’ calls and drivers’ horns and the indistinct hubbub of people that had made Hyderabad home.
Aashi’s bangles jangled. Some were Maha’s till this morning.
She touched her nose ring. A gift from Uncle Panav, who will be Chaacha no more. Her chest tightened. Tomorrow, after they wed, she’ll call him Pati.
Hindi Glossary: Chaacha – uncle; chapati – unleavened Indian bread; Dādī – Grandma; Pati – husband
For What Pegman Saw: Hyderabad, India
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Pink Strong
Photo: Atara Katz
Underneath the soft plumage
And pretty colors
Afield,
Resides a strength to protect
From those who violence
Wield.
Underneath the pink top
The hat of power
Revealed,
Live truths of how both
Softness and thorns
Are required
To be healed.
For the Sunday Stills Challenge: Make mine pink
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Crowned Warmth
Photo: Ofir Asif
In the small, darker moments
When light appears to be
Gone,
Recall life giving
Sunlight
Reflected
In crowned Chrysanthemum.
When the cold seeps
To sorrow
And the path may be
Lost,
Remember how the warmth
Of the many
Can the most hidden
Truths
Defrost.
A bit of trivia: Chrysanthemum Coronarium, AKA Glebionis Coronaria, is an edible variant of the Daisy family (the greens are eaten). It is native to the Mediterranean region but is cultivated in Asia, and more recently in North America. The plant is rich in minerals and vitamins, including potassium and carotene. Some toxic properties (dioxin) have been observed and extracts of the plant can inhibit the growth of some helpful gut flora.
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Rising Rice
Photo: Adi Rozen-Zvi
Up in mountains
Down valleys
‘Midst small villages
Near towns,
Seedlings
Rise
From the water
Neath bent backs
Patient hands
Toward the sun.
For Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Things People Grow
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Echoes Of Before
Photo: Osnat Halperin-Barlev
Who had stepped through this door
Over thresholds
Before?
What words did old timber
Hear
In times gone but still near?
Do dormant secrets
Await
Behind a roped-to-close gate?
If you step close enough to
Go through
Will the past echo to you?
For the Wits End Photo Challenge: History
Na'ama Yehuda 
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