
Photo: Na’ama Yehuda
My pink shoes are a mess
But I’m in no distress.
I have been in the dust
For elephants it’s a must.
I’m a fierce one, you see
Will you come play with me?
For the Tuesday Photo Challenge: Play

Photo: Na’ama Yehuda
My pink shoes are a mess
But I’m in no distress.
I have been in the dust
For elephants it’s a must.
I’m a fierce one, you see
Will you come play with me?
For the Tuesday Photo Challenge: Play

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It is the cookie that she wants
No teddy bear, no owl, no bunny.
It is the cookie that she holds
In hand, not in her tummy.
She takes it with her to the park
She holds it all through bedtime story.
She’d bring it right into the bath
To her it’s mandatory.
Her mother sighs
Because she knows:
It is the cookie that will crumble
All over blanket, sheets, and pillow.
The cookie that she’ll have to pry the last remains of
From her child’s hand tomorrow.

Photo: Na’ama Yehuda
As the world tilts between breath
And release,
As the sea ebbs and flows
Into peace,
I remember my core
The heartbeat
Of my soul,
Batteries filled again
Making my spirit
Whole.

Photo: Amitai Asif
Pumpkin patch
Pumpkin hill
In pigtails
Overkill
And some weed
In the back
Growing beanstalk
For Jack?
For Cee’s Odd Ball Photo Challenge

Photo: Na’ama Yehuda
“Pink tree!” she delighted
Toddled quickly, pulled my hand
“Park pretty!” she exclaimed
“Come fast! Come fast!”
“Take picture?” she requested
And of course, I obliged.
For the Sunday Stills Photo Challenge

Photo: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein
There’s much more to New York City
Than the bustle of Times Square
But “The Crossroads of the World” is quite likely
Recognizable anywhere.
Even the New York Police Department
Is fittingly lit in neon lights
Its bold, large letters dwarfed by billboards
That chase the day into the night.
For the A Photo A Week Challenge

Photo: Osnat Halperin-Barlev
Come on Daddy, let’s pack
Some more rocks on your back
This way you will discover
All the treats I uncover
Also bugs and some leaves
Gifts for Mommy to retrieve.
For Tuesday’s Photo Challenge: Treat
He’d always been her golden child, born after years of sorrow.
He’d always been her precious jewel, the promise of tomorrow.
He’s gone to take the saffron robes, been hers only to borrow.

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If I could just forestall the suffering
Of little ones
Locked by a heartless bind
And prevented even from the comfort
Of their parents’ loving arms.
If I could somehow stave off
Their sorrow
And their helpless rage
For what should never have been made
Reality
At their tender age.
If only we all raised our voices
And demanded cruelty stop,
Maybe those who caused the pain
And obviate the healing
Will make way
For better others
Who would lead not by agony
But hope.
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Photo: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein
Come this way and I’ll show you
The best spots for
Sweet cherries.
Come this way
I’ll protect you
From the thorns
On the berries.
Hold my hand
Be my friend.
From today to the end
You can on me
Depend.
For Cee’s Which Way Photo Challenge
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