Photo: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein
A blue ghost
Found its way
To the front
Of this porch.
‘Fraid of heights
It clings tight
To the spout
And flower pots.
For One Word Sunday Challenge: Blue
Blue Ghost
Reflections
Transition
Photo: Na’ama Yehuda
Life to hatch
Life to stall
As a change
Transforms all.
While new wings
Rise and fall,
Will it a ‘before’
Recall?
For the Lens-Artists Photo Challenge: Changeable
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Truth’s Vine
Photo: Inbar Asif
When disparaging fails
Tests of fact
Tests of time,
It unveils petulance
As little more than
A whine.
So beware of repeating
Lies that weigh down
Truth’s vine,
For they lead not
To good spirits
But to crossing red lines.
For City Sonnet October Photo a Day Challenge
And for Festival Of Leaves 2018 challenge
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As Above Snow Below
Photo: Philip Coons
Mirrored skies
Puffs of glow
As above
Snow below.
For the Sunday Stills Photo Challenge: Texture
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Bottomless
Photo: New Mexico Tourism Department
“Which one was it?” Mark peered into the screen and jiggled the joystick for the drone.
“I don’t know,” Jake panicked. “It looks different from the ground.”
“We really should call 911,” Sherlock fretted.
“Shut up and live up to your name, will ya?” Jake snapped. Worry and guilt made him mean.
Sherlock turned beet red. In two months he’d finally be old enough to rid himself of this kick-me-name. Not that he trusted it’ll matter to those who already knew him.
Mark maneuvered the drone over the blue circle. He scanned the rocky edges. Ted was only supposed to pretend to jump in, so they could post it online for the new “Dive In” Internet challenge, but he either lost his footing or decided to show off.
A ripple in the watery surface had him zoom in closer.
The drone tilted, wobbled, splashed into the sinkhole, and disappeared. Like Ted.
For What Pegman Saw: Roswell, New Mexico
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Time To Unlock
Photo: Osnat Halperin-Barlev
Morning bells reverberated in the ancient alleyways, echoing against well-worn stone.
He rose to make his way from the humble room he slept in, to the place of worship his soul knew as his actual home.
The Old City of Jerusalem. The holy place named for harmony, recompense, greeting, and – with hopes for higher roads to be achieved – for wholeness, safety, and peace.
For Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Unlock in 63 words
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Sunflowers
Photo: Inbar Asif
Bright as rays
Flowers glow
Soaked in warmth
Large they grow
Seeds of sun
They then sow.
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Singular Row
Photo: Amitai Asif
In a row they
Were planted
Born from seed
To grow
Along.
Individual
They heightened,
Each one as
Singular
As a song.
For the Weekly Photo Challenge: Rows
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Faded Charm
Photo: Philip Coons
If you’re broken by worry
Hanging by a thread
Filled with dread,
There are links
That can hold
Even the weary and old,
Who then ride
The hard time
Till restored faded charm.
For the Thursday Doors challenge
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Hard At Work
Original Photo: Osnat Halperin-Barlev
Climb the mountainous
Martian landscape,
Big wheels strong
In the sandbox.
Come and rescue
The poor shovel,
Buried amidst alien
Rocks.
For Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: Plastic
Na'ama Yehuda 
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