Photo: Na’ama Yehuda
Draw a line in the water
To hold a boundary
For speed,
Where the motors
Rush inward,
For horizon
To meet.
Float a line strung together
Of what floats
And won’t sink,
So you can
After sunset
Draw it home
And night
Concede.
For Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: In or on the water
“I never meant to hurt you.”
Samuel’s words were sincere and still she found herself looking away as to not see his eyes, where a lie was sure to peek.
“The gardener should’ve never let this grow so,” she responded.
Samuel stilled, confused.
She did not explain, for perhaps it was not only the leafy fingers arching over the path and latching onto her living quarters that had been given leave to cross beyond what was sensible.
“Some bridges need be cut,” she added cryptically. “Good-bye, Samuel. Will you send the gardener to my drawing room on your way out?”
For Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers
Photo: Chagit Moriah-Gibor
Roll the dough
And aim to shape it.
Press chocolate pieces
One by one.
‘Tis no product of
Machine identical,
But cookies proud
Of a child’s hand.
For the Tuesday Photo Challenge: Roll
Photo: Toni Hadi
He was born without home
And no prospect of more
But his adorability-factor
Ensured
He’d capture good hearts
Galore!
For Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: Cute factor
That night, when the children went missing, they fanned out, flashlights in hands and a dark crawling about in their hearts, which even the large projector brought out by the local sheriff’s office could not stop the spread of.
They looked in every corner, under brambles and in culverts and in places too small to hide a squirrel, let alone a child. The three had vanished so completely, one could have believed they had been naught but phantoms.
Yet phantoms wouldn’t have left canyons in souls, eroded deeper with the daily grief. For the kids were never found.
For Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers
Photo: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein
When the push
Comes to shove
And a full stop
Recommended,
Put a rock
‘Hind to lock
So any roll
Is suspended.
For the Tuesday Photo Challenge: Roll
Photo: Na’ama Yehuda
At the spot
Where one heart stopped
And others pause
To ponder,
It stands
Out-wheeled into pallor
In grief
For what was lost
And what might have been
If there hadn’t the need
To mark this
Post
For a life that can
No longer
Wander.
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For Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: Wheels
Photo: Atara Katz
Go against
The pressing grain
And the common
Mindset,
To reach high
Toward the sky
And uniformity
Upset.
For Debbie’s One Word Sunday: Vertical
Photo: Adi Rozen-Zvi
In orchid garden
They bloom.
A speckled glory,
A boon.
A blushing show
Well adored,
In nature’s awe
And reward.
For the Sunday Stills Challenge: Tropical
And for Cee’s FOTD
Photo: Renato Mu on Pexels.com
They were never meant to be
Accepted.
They were never meant
To be
Approved,
Or approved of.
Cast-offs,
They were the anathema
To all some saw as
Civil
Or normative
Or worthy of.
They were cursed
By those of privilege,
Who for added
Privations
Then denounced them
As being
Incapable of
Love.
For Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Anathema in 52 words
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