Photo: Na’ama Yehuda
His artwork,
Carefully crafted by
Little fingers
And a big
Heart,
Proudly on display
At the family’s
Living room,
Like any well deserving
Art.
Note: This is one of a series of creations by my nephew, who was about 7-8 years old when he crafted this and other lovely depictions in modeling clay 3D art.
For the Lens-Artists Challenge: on display
Photo: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein
Up steep stairs
Of old, new places
He is reaching up
Hand over hand.
Bravely mastering
The gaps that make it,
Way too frightening
To stand.
Up he goes,
A little hero,
Climbing life’s thrilling
Demand.
In his moment of
Adventure,
Oblivious
To just how well we
Understand.
For the Tuesday Photo Challenge: Steep
Photo: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein
He saw the gnarled trunk and the orbs
Round
And red
And green,
Undulating in the breeze that
Caressed his cheeks and flipped the end
Of his shirt up
Cool
On his tummy
When he ran.
He heard the crunch of grass-blades
Succulent
Under the smooth soles of
His shoes,
Each step sinking slightly into the
Soft
Saturated
Ground.
The thump of apple
Fallen
Filled his ears,
Alongside his own breath
Fast,
Excited
In his chest,
And the sound of his family
Drumming apples
Into their
Rustling plastic bags
And creaky wooden crates
And pinging metal pail.
He smelled the crushed grass,
The too-sweet scent of slightly
Rotting apples
On damp ground,
And a whiff of the caramel
That promised
One on a stick
For later on.
He stretched
To reach
Around the fruit,
The sky in his eyes and
The taste of last year’s
Treat
Faint and candied
On his
Tongue.
For the dVerse challenge: senses
Photo: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein
“Mama, we are quite out of
Yellow
And down to the last
Red.
I’ve used up all the
Orange
And can’t use green
Instead.
We must head to the
Market
Where there’s so much to
Get.
I cannot cook this salad
If
Colors aren’t all here
Yet!”
For the Tuesday Photo Challenge: Groceries
Photo: Philip Coons
Just you wait
And you’ll see
The real brave
I will be!
I will walk
With feet bare
From right here
To right there,
Without wobble
At all
I will cross
And not fall!
Note: It is WAY too early yet for me to do anything relating to the other meaning of the prompt word. So, nope … it was gonna be a “not” for me … 😉
For The Tuesday Photo Challenge: Fall
Photo: Philip Coons
May the words wrap
Around you
In shade and in
Sun.
May a book grab
Inside you
To where stories
Abound.
May good tales sustain
Your
Every heartbeat
And sound.
May you find space
Aplenty
To create
Reading time.
For the Tuesday Photo Challenge: Sculpture
Photo: A.Katz
As the sun’s last light
Paints mountains
Red,
May worry find a safe
For stashing
Dread:
That morning might
Not come
Again,
That homes might turn
From hope
To strain,
And children’s cries
Will sound
In pens,
As they wake
More memories
Of pain.
For dVerse Quadrille Challenge: Sun
Photo: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein
Look, Mama! Look at this!
Can you believe how high?!
I did the whole thing by myself
And I will tell you why:
It is the tallest building king
That ever touched the sky,
And I will build it up again
Each time someone walks by.
For Friday Foto Fun: Construction
She planned every detail.
The dress. The cake. The decorations.
What games to play. Who to invite. The invitations.
She fretted over treats and props. The seating arrangement.
The day dawned bright. The weather fair.
The flowers gifted blooms. Butterflies came to visit.
The cake turned out close to perfect.
The dress fit well. Even her hair cooperated.
She breathed it in.
She smiled.
She waited.
The only thing she did not foresee
Was no one showing up,
And only her mama there
To wrap a scarf around her eyes
To hide the tears
As she pinned the donkey.
Note: Dedicated to all the children whose parties turn to pain. To those who are all too often left invisible due to social awkwardness, adversity, disabilities visible and invisible, social isolation, bullying, and the myriad ways indifference (let alone direct cruelty) can a child’s soul maim.
For Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers
Photo: Dvora Freedman
There are stories,
In there,
Behind the dark irises’
Glare.
More than words,
Being said,
With her piercing eyes
Instead.
For Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Eyes
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