A Place For Peace

A place for peace NaamaYehuda

Photo: Na’ama Yehuda

 

She found a spot

Inside herself

That fed the spring

Of peace

She’d always known

Was there.

 

 

 

For Sunday Stills: Peace (also, Happy Birthday, Terri!)

 

 

In Waiting

Waiting hat NaamaYehuda

Photo: Na’ama Yehuda

 

I am waiting for you

To come back.

To grab hold

And place me

Against your forehead,

As you adjust the strap.

 

I am waiting

For you

To return

From where you’d left me

Behind

Or forgot

I might yearn

To be perched

On your brow

Holding firm

Against burn.

 

 

For the Lens-Artists Photo Challenge: Waiting

 

Summer Layers

layered NaamaYehuda

Photo: Na’ama Yehuda

 

Life is stacked like so

Many layers of summer

In the Central Park.

 

 

 

(Note: While I do resent the growing need to face reality of summer heading to an end, I accept the challenge for increased layer-awareness … 😉 ).

For the Sunday Stills challenge: Seasonal Layers

 

Couch Karma

NYC afternoon NaamaYehuda

Photo: Na’ama Yehuda

 

It will be the couch for me today, after a bit more lifting, hopping, sliding, climbing, carrying, skipping, and bending, than my sort-of-hanging-in-there spine is happy with.

Not that I regret any of the evasive maneuvers to ‘prevent’ a giggling toddler from stepping on my shadow … Not that I regret going down the slide (well, a little … going down wasn’t the issue, getting back up was … I swear they put these toddler-level things lower and lower to the ground … ;)). Not that I regret counting ducks and spotting turtles, tracking helicopters in the sky, crouching to fix sandals and greet puppies, or examining mini-melted-puddles on park-paths of what might’ve been a dropped ice-cream (the alternative is gnarlier…). I don’t even regret riding hippos “to Israel and also to the Zoo” (yep, New York’s got a whole bloat of tolerant Hippos in the Safari Playground — and no offense to the hippopotami for the term — I don’t make English, I just use is …).

T’was all of it a lot of fun, it was. Delightful as every time spent with this knee-high to a grasshopper of a peanut is. Love that gal to the moon and Mars and back (whether we get there on or off the back of a hippo calf). But this does not mean there’s no piper to pay.

So, I’m paying the piper today. (Hopefully only today …)

And it’ll be slow transitions on and off the couch and bed and chair. And some Ibuprofen, and Biofreeze and Arnica salve, and the duck-wobble molasses-like moving that is the package deal in a body a bit too willowy and quite a bit too finicky than its inhabitant likes to accept, but perhaps should.

Or won’t.

Because.

Life’s too short and couches got to earn their keep somehow.

 

 

For Linda Hills SoCS prompt: Couch

 

Bird Overheard

Overhead NaamaYehuda

Photo: Na’ama Yehuda

 

I’d planned something else

But

Instead,

This pretty bird

Over

My head

Chirped my

Concentration

To bed.

 

 

 

For the Tuesday Photo Challenge: Overhead

 

 

Shadows’ Way

shadows NaamaYehuda (2)

Photo: Na’ama Yehuda

 

As the shadows lengthened

At the end of day,

She paused,

Reflecting,

On the direction

Of her way.

 

 

 

For Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: Shadows

And while we’re at it, for today’s Which Way Challenge

Summer Stillness

CentralPark Peace NaamaYehuda

Photo: Na’ama Yehuda

 

Stop to breathe,

Take in ease,

Back to bark in

Summer breeze.

Shadow’s cool

City’s still,

In the park

Time to chill.

 

 

For the Sunday Stills challenge: Stillness