Saving Daylight

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Photo: Na’ama Yehuda

 

Cherish every moment

Left

Of light as

Suns will set.

Hold on to the

Deep rewards

Of daylight breathed

Through soul,

And saved.

 

For Terri’s Sunday Stills Challenge: Daylight Hours

 

To The Seashore

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Photo: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein

 

I will go to the seashore

Where the waves touch the sky.

I will go to the seashore

To kiss the day fond goodbye.

I will go to the seashore

Where the boats come on home,

And the children still play,

And the sun’s last rays roam,

And my soul sings with the surf

Where it has always belonged.

 

 

For Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Seashore in 59 words

 

Crawl Space

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Photo: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein

 

Little arms

Little feet

Conquering sand

Waves to meet.

Breathing space

For a crawl

The expanse

Would not stall.

 

 

For the Tuesday Photo Challenge: Crawl

 

Unexpected Sales

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Photo: Na’ama Yehuda

 

I did not quite expect,

On the beach, in the sun,

A visit from dinos

Puppeted by a man.

Granted these all were smaller

Than the ones I would fear,

But I still did not really

Want them too near.

 

My eyes must’ve

Been wide

As I waved

Him aside,

But two chairs

To the right

He sold three

With delight.

 

 

For the Lens-Artist Photo Challenge: Unexpected

 

Evening Leap

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Photo: Nattu Adnan via Unsplash

 

He still seeks to speak with fish

Before night claims their beloved beach

But she’d smiled enough goodbyes, to rise into her evening leap.

 

 

 

For Three Line Tales

 

Sailed Horizon

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Photo: Na’ama Yehuda

 

I will paddle into sunlight

Where the ocean

Kisses sky,

Where the sailboats’

Neat triangles

Patch the blue

With bits of pie.

 

 

For Nancy Merrill’s Photo A Week Challenge

 

One More Swim

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Photo: Na’ama Yehuda

 

“Time to go.” Ari shook the ground-cloth.

“One more swim to the breakwater and back!” Deni pleaded.

Ari eyed the sky, the flagpole buckling in the wind, the jellyfish tumbling in the surf. “Another time,” he turned to fold their sun-umbrella.

Behind him he heard Deni’s running steps. He reached for the vinegar. That girl never did listen.

 

 

For Sammi’s weekend writing prompt: Breakwater in 58 words

 

 

Make A Splash

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Photo: Chagit Moriah-Gibor

 

Make a splash

Face the turmoil

Don’t let the surf

Turn you back.

Hold on tight

To your courage

Let waves become

Your heart’s soundtrack.

 

 

For the Lens Artists Photo Challenge: Splash

 

 

Angels’ Winds

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Photo: Karen Forte

 

The air pristine

On angels’ winds,

Unspoiled by what

Mans’ hands can bring.

In feathered clouds

And oceans’ swing,

It heralds surf

Of joy within,

To mark the waves

With dance that gleams,

And breathes along

A song to sing

For all that dreams.

 

 

For the dVerse quadrille challenge: Spoiler