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
Photo: Inbar Asif
From aqua blue
To deep hue
The ocean runs
Deeply through
The soul that breathes
In me and you.
For Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Color of choice
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
Photo: Na’ama Yehuda
Thankful still for life’s living
Thankful still
For the hope
That each breath that’s drawn in
Can begin
And can bring.
Thankful still, if hadn’t always
For the ebb
And the flow
Of small joys and big sorrows
As they come
And they go
As we grow
And we know.
For the Sunday Stills Challenge: Thankful
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