
Photo: Na’ama Yehuda
Still
The promise of day sweeps
Broad calm in its sway,
And the sun,
Rising gold
Lights new stories
Untold.
For the Sunday Stills Photo Challenge: Early

Photo: Na’ama Yehuda
Still
The promise of day sweeps
Broad calm in its sway,
And the sun,
Rising gold
Lights new stories
Untold.
For the Sunday Stills Photo Challenge: Early

Photo: Free-to-use-sounds, on Unsplash
From the hollows of despair, they fled.
The shirts on their backs and the children
In their arms, all they could manage to
Take.
Even the abysmal shelters they had recently
Been made to call
Home,
No longer gave any protection or
A chance at repair or
Reform.
They left, dodging death and finding
Further fright to
Flee,
And in their hearts they held on
Tightly
To the slowly fraying
Memory,
Of days when life was softer
And beds were warm,
And babies slept
Well kept
Safe from war and hate and
Harm.
For Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Abysmal in 93 words
Note: Dedicated to all displaced, terrorized, pressed, oppressed, persecuted persons everywhere, and to the many millions who had, throughout history and in recent memory and in today’s times, been forced to further risk their lives by leaving what had once been home and safety behind, for the unknown.

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

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

Photo: Ofir Asif
Twixt the tethers of Heaven
And Earth,
Swings the trust
In the ropes
That you’d learned but
Perhaps
Did not quite
Yet test out.
For the Tuesday Photo Challenge: Action

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

Photo: Na’ama Yehuda
Take a pause
In the middle of a busy
Day,
To let calm
Wash down the toil, and sweetly stress
Allay.
For Terri’s Sunday Stills: Sweet

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

Photo: R. RZ
Take a moment
To rest
Ere you once more
Take flight.
Let the weariest
Parts
Lean their weight
With foresight,
For the breath
That will come
Delicate
In the light.
For the Tuesday Photo Challenge: Rest

Photo: Dvora Freedman
She reposes
In white
Leonine
In the light.
For the Tuesday Photo Challenge: cat
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