Don’t Tantalize

Lady Liberty SmadarHalperinEpshtein

Photo: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein

 

If you have in hand a carrot

Dangle it not

Before the starved.

If you hold a drink of water

Don’t spill it in view

Of thirsty who don’t have.

Power doesn’t lie

In tormenting the helpless.

Do not dishonor justice

Whilst children beg for salve.

 

 

Merriam-Webster’s word for June 16, 2018:

Tantalize

This post continues the blogging challenge in which Merriam-Webster’s Word of the Day, serves as inspiration a-la the “Daily Prompt.”

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Walk This Way

Ein Pit OsnatHalperinBarlev

Photo: Osnat Halperin-Barlev

 

Walk this way

To the water

Where the goats

Cleared a path.

Walk this way

Where the feet

Of the ancients

Have passed.

Walk this way

Little brother

I will give you

My hand.

Walk this way

And together

Our adventures

Expand.

 

 

For Cee’s Which Way Photo Challenge

 

Pretty in Pink

Rakafot AtaraKatz

Persian Cyclamen; Photo: Atara Katz

 

Don’t be fooled by the blush

Or swan’s head

In a bow

Strength does not always show

But do not try to

Chow

There is more to this beauty

Than what meets

The eye

Even if in first glance

She appears to be

Shy.

 

 

Fun Fact: The tuber of this flower is semi-poisonous. Fishermen would grate it, mix it with water and lime, and sprinkle the mixture in lakes and ponds to stun the fish so they would rise to the surface to be collected.

For Cee’s Flower of the Day

 

Sentry Lesson

PHOTO PROMPT © Jean L. Hays

 

“It isn’t armor that makes one a good kitchen-window sentry,” he instructed the younglings during a quick peck break.

“Is it the blade?” piped Pepper and stretched a leg to critically eye a very immature spur.

The bird clucked fondly at the chick. Always the feisty one, Pepper was. Last to emerge from the egg but first in every yard-race since.

“No, Son,” the quail stretched tall. “It is all in the plume. Once it grows, hold it high, bob it well.”

 

 

To join Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers prompt, click here.

 

Wrong Tracks

 

Never Again5 OfirAsif (2)

Photo: Ofir Asif

 

There is harm in the air

Infants caged

Children scammed,

There are guards

Bearing guns

Tearing babies from arms.

Those before us who fought

For the hunted, the hurt

Weep in graves

As the country they served

Mutates to enact

Inhumane acts

On the wrong tracks.

 

 

For Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: Trains and Tracks