Photo: Chagit Moriah-Gibor
When faced with
This-is-just-impassable,
The oh-too-dangerous,
And far-too-far
To pull out from;
One step
And then
A careful second,
With a resolute pick
And sturdy rope,
Will help lock arms
With trembling courage,
To climb you out
Of hazard’s maw.
For the Tuesday Photo Challenge: Challenge
Photo: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein
At exactly the right time
She passes through,
Sliding by.
A riverboat
Glides alongside
The clock in sky.
Photo: R. Yehuda
The doorbell rings
The gate stays open
As they trickle, stream, come in.
Sisters, brothers, nieces, cousins,
Nephews, parents, aunts and uncles,
And new additions to the scene.
Candles lit and babies cuddled,
In the kitchen tied-up aprons swirl
As busy hands ready cuisine.
A phone is passed:
A distant caller
Hellos each loved one from the screen.
The rooms are filled
The hearts are fuller.
Another year of treasured family din.
For the Sunday Stills Challenge: Traditions
Photo: Inbar Asif
For the Six Word Saturday Challenge
Photo: Rega’im Menatzhim
Things were winding down. Most tables had been cleared and many guests had left for home. Only the hardiest (or closest kin) still remained. Sated and a bit deflated with fatigue, they lounged, gossiped, tapped phones, and not-so-surreptitiously checked the time. Several small children slept on makeshift cots of pulled together chairs.
Music still played but with more inertia than conviction.
The celebration was officially over, though not for everyone: two boys, oblivious to the late hour and overall exhaustion, danced on.
For Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Celebration (82 words)
Photo: Dvora Freedman
As you take the journey home,
May there be a light
To guide you.
As you take the journey home,
May all that’s necessary
Be with you.
As you take one step
After another,
May the energies
Sustain you.
And when you finally
Reach home,
May loving arms and hearts
Embrace you.
For Wits End Weekly Photo Challenge: The Journey Home
Photo: Na’ama Yehuda
Come and play
In the snowdrifts
And the cold
Will not bite
We are warmer
Together
And will sleep well
Tonight.
Note: No filter was used. This is the original photo of the colors that day.
For Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: Hot and/or Cold
Photo: Boris Smokrovic via Unsplash
She clung to the flower and whispered, awe shuddering through with each beat:
“I didn’t even know to imagine how it would feel to stretch wings,
to sense the blood pumping through to the tips, edges fluttering free with the wind.”
Photo Prompt: Dawn M. Miller
“Stop it!”
Harry’s voice ricocheted off the cliffs. He could feel reverberations from his running traveling through the wooden trestles underneath his feet. Other thuds shook the bridge as well.
The figures didn’t even pause. Gordon swiped a leg under Thomas and the larger man went to the rails but grabbed hold of Gordon’s clothing. They rolled and the men would’ve tumbled off the tracks if it weren’t for Gordon’s belt catching on a spike.
Harry bent mid-stride to grab a stout stick.
It seemed he’d have to knock the two unconscious to stop them from killing each other.
For Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers
Photo: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein
As cooler days strip the grass
Into brown freezer spots,
Recall days of lush summer
Full of green sunny lots.
Take a breath
Of warm memory,
Hold the story
It told.
It will return
When the weather,
Meanders back from
The cold.
For the Tuesday Photo Challenge: Tranquil
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