Another Woman’s Treasure

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Photo: Inbar Asif

 

There’s a hole in that kettle …

I don’t care, don’t throw it.

There’s a hole it that kettle —

This junk won’t make tea.

I don’t care if it’s holey

That pretty, red kettle,

I don’t care if it’s holey

It’s perfect for me! …

 

 

(Yeah, if you noted a bit of reverberation, this is very loosely based on “There’s a hole in the bucket” children’s folk song … ;))

For the Tuesday Photo Challenge: Junk

 

 

Numbered

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Photo: Amitai Asif

 

‘Twas the best of the betters

The coveted spot

In the field,

Where the corn rose in sunshine

And worms did not stay

Concealed.

He fought hard for the privilege,

Beak and claws he had

To wield.

As the count of days rose

His calls echoed less

Even keeled.

Yet he hoped that the home

He’d claimed for her

Still appealed.

 

 

 

For the Tuesday Photo Challenge: Number

 

 

Unyielding Stone

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Photo: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein

 

Never quite able to move beyond the yearning,

Formed into a pose

Between desire and

Response,

They are frozen, sculptured into something

That cannot become reality

Despite constant striving,

Their despair exposed

At a heartless ornamental pond.

Still their eyes do not the silent gaze drop.

Even as their hands are

Locked away from the ability to

Enfold,

Set in stone they are forever reaching

For an embrace

That cannot

Form.

 

 

 

For Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Sculpture in 71 words

 

Have Your Fill

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Photo: Na’ama Yehuda

 

Fill your eyes with the budding

Potential of life as it bounds

To the surface, bursting forth,

A force to be reckoned, with a sigh

Of tremulous

Hope.

Fill your heart with the tenderest

New things, which will bloom

In your soul

Deep within.

 

 

 

For the dVerse quadrille challenge: fill

 

Elysian Fields

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Photo: Amitai Asif

 

“There is no need to die,”

He stretched his long legs

And sighed,

“To experience bliss

In the here

In the now.

We need only

Allow.”

She leaned back

And exhaled

What should have long been

Expelled.

As the breeze kissed

Her cheeks,

She prepared to be

Healed,

In the Eden on Earth

Of Elysian fields.

 

 

For Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Elysian in 56 words