Photo: Dvora Freedman
Above it soars,
Large feathers splayed,
A messenger
Of times ahead.
With blessings given,
Seasons’ change,
It rises
O’er the home range.
For Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: In flight
Messenger
Life and love
The Gift
PHOTO PROMPT © Sandra Crook
She left him a gift.
She knew he wasn’t likely to acknowledge it. It was possible he wouldn’t know or care where it had come from. It didn’t matter. Or perhaps it did – and terribly – but she could do nothing to change it. Where others sought connection and cultivated relationships, her father’s world revolved around rocks, shells, sticks, pebbles, stones. Those he caressed, inspected, studied, catalogued.
She’d learned to expect nothing. It was the only way to lessen heartbreak.
She left the coral piece on the table. Perhaps if he kept it, it would be as if he saw her.
For Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers
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Row Ahead
Photo: Karen Forte
Row ahead
On the water
Toward shores
Yet to tread.
Hold on to
Oars that matter
To kind oaths
You have pledged.
Row abreast
With the others
Who ride forth
On life’s thread.
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Ocean Breath
Photo: Na’ama Yehuda
In the curl
Between inhale
And exhale
Breathes an ocean.
In it all
That can ebb
And will flow
As we come
And we go,
Scent of eons
And life
Surf to soul
Calming strife.
For dVerse Poetics: Comfort Smells
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Back View
Photo: S. Asif
In the corner of sunlight
And painted leaves dancing bright
Sparkle water
And bridges
Flowing through
Life’s insight.
For A Photo a Week Challenge: From the Back
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The Interview
“How did I get here? Too many times of the world painting life in bleak pain and despair,” her wrinkled hand passed over a face lined with history and sorrow.
I looked down at my own hands, fingers marked with blots of ink. I never managed to learn how to hold writing implements far enough from the tip.
Mrs. Glendale leaned forward and her hand touched my knee. The attendant didn’t flinch but I held my breath and wondered, again, what made me choose the asylum for the criminally insane for my project.
“Whatever happens, child,” she whispered, “remember it is best for your heart to brandish hope, not revenge.”
For Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt
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Pink Duo
Photo: Chagit Moriah-Gibor
Come on Sis
Let us peek
Through the slats
On this bridge
At the world
That flows through
Underneath
Me and you.
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Fleecy Sky
Photo: Orly Fuchs Galchen
When the clouds
Wrap the heavens
With fleece specs
Lined to dry,
Will the skies
Warm the living
With dappled light
From on high?
For the Lens-Artist Photo Challenge: Look up
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Commuting Perspective
Photo: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein
When stuck in stalled traffic
Or standing smooshed on the train
I remind myself how
For many
The commute is truly a strain.
For Sunday Stills: Transportation
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Pollinate Hope
Opuntia Flower (Photo: Amitai Asif)
In the prickliest places
Where the sun blazes hot
And the rain rarely stops
Lays a possible promise
For nectar
And hope.
For Cee’s Flower of the Day Challenge
Na'ama Yehuda 
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