Photo: Amitai Asif
There is sludge
That won’t budge
There is gumming of parts
So the muck
Becomes stuck
As so many now fudge
And prefer to hold grudge
‘Stead of clearing the gunk
Of those who claim truth is junk
Who treat lies
As their prize
And demise
As new highs.
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Photo: Daniel Foy
She is deliberate. She takes her time.
Each line is drawn with distinct goal. Each color chosen with remarkable concentration. Each curve labored on in exact determination.
After all, the letters aren’t ‘just’ a prelude to a word expressed. It is none of it ‘just’ idle practice …
It is her name she’s working on, a profound soul-expression.
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Photo: Amitai Asif
It’s the light
It’s the mood
It’s the tone
In the air
It’s the frowning
Of brows
And the cold
Atmosphere
It’s the half-frozen
Words
And the
Brrr
Everywhere.
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Photo: Amitai Asif
When problems seem to swell up
Overnight
And worry gives a boon
To fret and fright
It can help to remind
That while some puffy mushrooms
Do hold spite
Many are more air
Than actual might.
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The house snored and stomachs sighed content
But pots and pans and ladle, towel, bowl and plate
Slept not a wink awaiting dawn inside the kitchen sink …
Photo: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein
If the distance’s too far
And the winning too tempting
There is always the tummy
To improve odds
Of aiming.
Photo: Inbar Asif
A smile,
A wave
A blast of horn,
Afternoon outing
For the honking
Brave.
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Photo: Atara Katz
He shook his head
At jam and bread
Objected to any other
Kind of spread
And lectured mommy
From his seat
That cookie’s the only
Thing to eat.
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Photo: Atara Katz
Even in the blackest night
There’s hope
In sight,
There’s light.
As addendum to this prompt I want to add news of amazing breakthrough research that is offering tangible hope to people with spinal cord injuries, who till now may have had little light at the end of their dark tunnels. Who knows — soon they may be able to get up again and walk!
Scientists use stem-cells to make paralyzed rats walk again!
(I’m doubly excited for this remarkable news because the co-leader scientist in this research, Professor Shulamit Levenberg, is my sister!)
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Photo: Amitai Asif
The tender bloom stays but few days
Yet made of atoms forged
In times
Before eons,
And will remain
As it transforms
To almond, seed, tree, earth, person:
All life’s
Ions.
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